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 they love and who love them forever

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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