Luyện nghe bài hát DOWN IN THE TUBE STATION AT MIDNIGHT

The distant echo of far voices boarding far away trains
To take them home to the ones that they and who love them forever

The glazed, dirty steps, repeat my own and my thoughts
Cold and uninviting, partially naked, for toffee wrappers
And this morning's papers, Mr. Jones got run
of death and sorrow, they tell of tomorrow
Madmen on the rampage, and I'm down in the tube at midnight

I fumble for change, and pull out the Queen, smiling,
I put in the and pull out a plum, behind me
Whispers in the shadows, blazing voices, hating, waiting
Hey boy, they shout, you got any money?

But I say, I've a little money and a away curry
I'm on the way home to my wife, she'll be lining up the
And now she's me
the glasses and pulling out the cork
And I'm down in the tube at midnight

I first felt a fist, and then a kick, I could now smell their
smelt of pubs and Wormwood Scrubs
And too right wing meetings, my life swam around me
It took a and drowned me in its own existence

The of brown leather, it blended in with the weather
It filled my eyes, ears, and mouth
It blocked all my senses, couldn't see, hear, any longer
I'm in the tube station at midnight
I said, "I was down in the station at midnight" Hey

The last thing that I saw as I lay there on the
Was 'Jesus painted by an atheist nutter
And a British Rail read
an away day, a cheap holiday, do it today'

I back on my life and thought about my wife
'Cause they took the keys, and she'll think me
I'm down in the station at midnight
The will be flat and the curry's gone cold
I'm in the tube station at midnight

Don't want to go down in a tube station at
want to go down in a tube station at midnight
Don't want to go down in a station at midnight
Don't to go down in a tube station at midnight