Luyện nghe bài hát English Boy (Reprise)

Hello, Streeting
Here again with "Streeting's Street"
you get the word straight from the street
This is the show dishes the dirt on the dirt
Strictly no rock star bullshit on my

I don't review pop
I talk anything I like or anything I hate
of which, remember
That 60's hell-raiser Ray High?
Rumor has it the sad old can't do it anymore
I mean, records

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

I like a stray dog
Blurred like a
You say come to arrest me
But you're just trying to me

I'm bored with your
like a fever
Your promises to me
Are just to restrain me

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

Use me like a
Cut pieces to
I'm on the tube line
Red on the

up the future
Stopping every
You say we're moving like an oil
Thicker than a brick

I'm an English boy, I was brought up
If you raise your dress then I will
My voice is clear, I got poise
Good to be down here with English boys

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

I'm a soul
I read about in the newspapers
I'm a pig, I'm a
got nowhere to go but down

I hear his manager, Rastus
Is what's left of his hair out
The only Ray's writing these days
Are large to his booze merchants

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

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

You never gave me any
You didn't me any reason
There's no tools and no
For any boys

I'm an boy, I was brought up right
Hold me down and I bite
I know no fear, I will 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 toys for any boy
English boy, boy