Luyện nghe bài hát DOWN IN THE TUBE STATION AT MIDNIGHT

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

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

I for change, and pull out the Queen, smiling, beguiling
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, a little money and a take away curry
I'm on the way home to my wife, be lining up the cutlery
And now she's me
Polishing the glasses and out the cork
And I'm down in the tube station at

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

The smell of brown leather, it in with the weather
It filled my eyes, ears, nose and
It blocked all my senses, couldn't see, hear, any longer
I'm down in the tube at midnight
I said, "I was down in the 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
an away day, a cheap holiday, do it today'

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

want to go down in a tube station at midnight
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 station at midnight