Luyện nghe bài hát British Things

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

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

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

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

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

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

British things, ah British
are none, we declare
All our favourite British
Seem to come elsewhere!