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 love and who love them

The glazed, dirty steps, repeat my own and reflect my
Cold and uninviting, naked, except 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 in the tube station at midnight

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

But I say, a little money and a take away curry
I'm on the way home to my wife, be lining up the cutlery
And now expecting me
Polishing the glasses and pulling out the
And I'm down in the tube at midnight

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

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

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

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

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