Luyện nghe bài hát Deep Fried in Kelvin

Oh, children of the
in the toilets at Meadow hall
To be raised on the cheap cold of garage floors
Rolling empty cans down the
Don't you love sound?
Whilst the of a bad social worker ran through his head

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

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

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

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

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

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

the little children to come to me
And I tend their adventure playground splinters with cigarette burns
And feed fizzy orange and chips
And then they grow up and tall
And they grow up to live on Kelvin

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 chewing a