Luyện nghe bài hát DOWN IN THE TUBE STATION AT MIDNIGHT

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

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

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

But I say, I've a little money and a take away
I'm on the way home to my wife, she'll be lining up the
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 a kick, I could now smell their breath
smelt of pubs and Wormwood Scrubs
And too right wing meetings, my life swam around me
It took a look and me in its own existence

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

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

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

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