Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas In Capetown

Every
In
All the in the street
Radios turned up loud
Dancing Queen
They love our

This English girl the North somewhere
Is stayin' with me at my
up all my beer
Talkin' about the niggers all the time
It's a real disgrace, she
I her, Darling, don't talk about things
you don't
I tell her, Darling, don't about something
you don't know anything
I tell her, Darling, if you like it here
go to your own miserable country

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

You my little brother, babe
Well, he works out at the diamond
I him out there at five this mornin'
The niggers were waitin' in a big line
You know those big old pails they carry, man
With a picture of Wars painted on the side
They were starin' at us hard with
big ugly yellow eyes
You could it
You feel it

It's Christmas in Cape Town but it ain't the
The stores are open all the
And little on skateboards cut in and out of the crowd
And the Christmas lights still
Myself, I don't like to the way
I to, man, you know
It seem to get me high
And the don't taste the way it
ought to taste
And I know why

Don't talk to me about the
Man, I've it
Just take a around
are we gonna do, blow up
the damn country?

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