Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas In Capetown

Every
In
All the boogies in the
turned up very loud
Playin' Queen
They our music

This English from the North somewhere
Is stayin' with me at my
Drinkin' up all my
Talkin' about the poor all the time
a real disgrace, she says
I her, Darling, don't talk about things
you understand
I tell her, Darling, don't about something
you don't anything about
I tell her, Darling, if you don't it here
go back to your own miserable

Christmas in Cape Town but it ain't the same
Oh, the on the beach are still blowin'
And the summer wind kicks the clouds around

You my little brother, babe
Well, he out at the diamond mine
I drove him out there at five mornin'
The niggers waitin' in a big long line
You those big old lunch pails they carry, man
With a picture of Star Wars on the side
were starin' at us real hard with
their big ugly eyes
You could it
You could it

It's Christmas in Cape but it ain't the same
The stores are open all the
And little kids on cut in and out of the crowd
And the lights still shine
Myself, I don't like to the way
I used to, man, you
It don't seem to get me
And the beer taste the way it
to taste somehow
And I don't why

Don't talk to me the planes
Man, heard it
Just a look around
What are we do, blow up
the whole country?

It's Christmas in Town
It's in Cape Town
It's Christmas in Cape