Luyện nghe bài hát Deep Fried in Kelvin

Oh, of the future
in the toilets at Meadow hall
To be raised on the cheap slabs of garage floors
empty cans down the stairway
Don't you that sound?
the thoughts of a bad social worker ran through his head

Trying to remember what he learnt at college
said he wasn't allowed in here
So why you get lost?

And if you grow up when you grow up
Maybe, maybe you can live, live on
Yeah, you can live in Kelvin on the
the concrete walkways where pigeons go to die

A woman on the fourteenth noticed
That the was bulging as if under a great weight
the council investigated they discovered
That the man in the above had transported
A large quantity of soil his living-room

In several plants he had stolen
From a local park growing
When the man said all he wanted was a garden
When the man said all he wanted was a garden

Oh God, I think the been fried deep fried in Kelvin
And now it's rotting behind the remains of a stolen
I haven't touched it, honest but there anything else to do

We need your sad attempts
At conscience based on taxi-rides
at night when exhibition opens
We just want your car and those Reflux speakers now

Suffer the little to come to me
And I will tend their adventure playground splinters with cigarette
And feed them fizzy and chips
And then they up straight and tall
And then they grow up to live on

Oh yeah, we can have too
Only we use air-rifles instead of guns
Stitch that and we driving lights

In the end the you have to ask yourself is
Are you talking to me or are you a brick?