Luyện nghe bài hát English Boy (Reprise)

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

I don't review pop
I talk about I like or anything I hate
Talking of which,
That clapped-out hell-raiser Ray High?
Rumor has it the sad old lush do it anymore
I mean, records

I'm an English boy, I was brought up
me down and I will bite
I know no fear, I with joy
I'm proud to be here an 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 your prejudice
Spreading a fever
Your to train me
Are just to restrain me

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

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

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

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

And I know where I am now
Or where I'm go
I just keep going 'round and 'round on the circle
some 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 thing Ray's writing these days
Are large checks to his booze

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

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

You never me any value
You give me any reason
There's no tools and no
For any English

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

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