Luyện nghe bài hát DOWN IN THE TUBE STATION AT MIDNIGHT

The echo of far away voices boarding far away trains
To take them home to the ones that love and who love them 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 death and sorrow, tell of tomorrow
Madmen on the rampage, and I'm down in the tube 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, a little money and a take away curry
I'm on the way home to my wife, she'll be lining up the
And now she's me
Polishing the glasses and out the cork
And I'm down in the tube station at

I felt a fist, and then 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 a look and drowned me in its own existence

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

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

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

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