Luyện nghe bài hát DOWN IN THE TUBE STATION AT MIDNIGHT

The distant echo of far away voices boarding far away
To take them home to the ones that they 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 down in the station at midnight

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

But I say, I've a money and a take away curry
I'm on the way to my wife, she'll be lining 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 then a kick, I could now smell breath
smelt of pubs and Wormwood Scrubs
And too right wing 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 filled my eyes, ears, nose and
It blocked all my senses, couldn't see, hear, speak any
I'm down in the tube at midnight
I said, "I was in the tube station at midnight" Hey

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

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

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