Luyện nghe bài hát English Boy

Hello, Streeting
Here once with "Streeting's Street"
Where you get the word straight from the
is the show that dishes the dirt on the dirt
Strictly no star bullshit on my show

I don't pop anymore
I talk about anything I like or anything I
of which, remember
That clapped-out 60's Ray High?
has it the sad old lush can't do it anymore
I mean, records

I'm an English boy, I was brought up
Hold me down and I bite
I know no fear, I serve joy
I'm to be here an English boy

I feel a stray dog
Blurred like a
You say you've come to me
But just trying to test me

I'm bored with prejudice
Spreading like a
Your to train me
Are just attempts to me

I'm an English boy, precisely
You can pin me down, I am not
I show no fear, I serve with joy
I'm to be here, an English boy

Use me a headline
Cut pieces to
I'm black on the line
Red on the

Freezing up the
every stopwatch
You say we're moving like an oil
than a house brick

I'm an English boy, I was up right
If you raise your then I will bite
My is clear, I got perfect poise
Good to be here with other English boys

And I don't know I am now
Or where I'm go
I just keep going 'round and 'round on the line
Like some kind a commuta
Trying to paying for my ticket

I'm a lost
I about myself in the newspapers
I'm a pig, I'm a
I've got to go but down

I his manager, Rastus Knight
Is pulling left of his hair out
The only thing Ray's these days
Are checks to his booze merchants

a serious recluse now
Hasn't seen daylight or woman
Since his old lady out two years ago.
Poor sausage, brooding in that
Twenty-two room mansion
Life's a and so am I

Feel like I'm kicking at a man
in the chorus
I'm by hatred
While politicians just us

You gave me any value
You give me any reason
no tools and no toys
For any English

I'm an English boy, I was up right
Hold me and I will bite
I no fear, I will serve with joy
I'm to be here, an English boy, yeah

I'm an English boy,
I'm an boy
I'm an boy
No tools, no for any English boy
boy, English boy