Luyện nghe bài hát DOWN IN THE TUBE STATION AT MIDNIGHT

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

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

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, blazing voices, hating, waiting
Hey boy, they shout, 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 up the cutlery
And now she's me
the glasses and pulling out the cork
And I'm down in the tube station at

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

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

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

I glanced back on my and thought about my wife
'Cause they took the keys, and she'll think 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 station at

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