Luyện nghe bài hát Deep Fried in Kelvin

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

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

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

A woman on the floor noticed
That the ceiling was bulging as if under a weight
When the council investigated they
the man in the flat above had transported
A large quantity of soil into his

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

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

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

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

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

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