Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas In Capetown

Every
In
All the in the street
Radios turned up loud
Playin' Dancing
They our music

This English from the North somewhere
Is stayin' me at my place
Drinkin' up all my
Talkin' the poor niggers all the time
It's a disgrace, she says
I tell her, Darling, don't about things
you don't
I tell her, Darling, don't talk about
you don't know about
I tell her, Darling, if you don't it here
go back to own miserable country

It's Christmas in Cape but it ain't the same
Oh, the boys on the are still blowin'
And the summer wind still kicks the clouds

You know my brother, babe
Well, he works out at the mine
I drove him out at five this mornin'
The niggers were in a big long line
You know those big old lunch pails carry, man
a picture of Star Wars painted on the side
They were at us real hard with
their big ugly eyes
You could it
You feel it

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

talk to me about the planes
Man, heard it
take a look around
What are we gonna do, up
the damn country?

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