Luyện nghe bài hát Deep Fried in Kelvin

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

Trying to remember what he learnt at college
Lester said he wasn't allowed in
So why don't you get

And if you grow up then you grow up
Maybe, maybe you can live, live on
Yeah, you can live in on the promenade
With the concrete walkways where go to die

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

In which several plants he had
a local park were growing
When questioned the man said all he wanted was a
questioned the man said all he wanted was a garden

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

We don't your sad attempts
At conscience based on taxi-rides
Home at when exhibition opens
We just want your car radio and those speakers now

the little children to come to me
And I will tend their adventure playground splinters cigarette burns
And them fizzy orange and chips
And they grow 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 machine
Stitch that and we drunk driving

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