Luyện nghe bài hát British Things

I love to be a British
I am Victoria, you see
Now my British butler
With my British cup of
Tea is not Britain, ma'am
India it was brought
Yes, for your cuppa, died
And many wars were

British things, my things
It that tea is not
things, my British things
Can I sweeten it a

Do me sugar's British though
No, it's Caribbean
For in your cup of tea
been supported
I know wrong, your majesty
But slaves in
Worked hard in fields of cane
To sweeten up char

things, ah British things
I that there were many
British things, ah British
there's hardly any

You know your British vest
What's with it? Explain!
The from America
And picked by... again!
Your empire's built on fighting
That's how your swollen
Your British things are abroad
And are frankly stolen

next? Go on! Pray tell!
Our British is foreign as well?
It's true, I am of descent
And your husband, A German gent!
At least I've got a British
Latin... that's a shame!

British things, ah British
There are none, we
All our favourite things
to come from elsewhere!