Luyện nghe bài hát Garden Party

Garden party held today, call the debs to play,
Social polish ladders,
Wayward sons have fathers,
"hello, dad!", "hello, dad!"
Edgy eggs and cumbers,
wakened from their slumbers
Time has come for slaughter on the lawns by still cam waters,
a slaughter, it's a slaughter

Champagne corks are at the sun again
Swooping swallows chased by again
Straafed by
They sulk in crumbling again, oh God not again!

Aperitifs consumed en masse their owners on the grass
Couples loiter in the cloisters, leeches quoting chaucer
son, a parson's daughter where, why not and should they oughta
Please don't lie upon the grass, accompanied by a fellow,
May I be so bold as to perhaps suggest othello, perhaps othello

Punting on the cam is jolly fun say
Beagling on the downs, oh please do they say
Rugger is the tops, a game for men they say, they say, God they say

I'm punting, I'm beagling, I'm wining, reclining, I'm rucking, I'm fucking, so welcome, it's a

chalks another blue, mother smiles she did it too
Chitters chat and lash, posers pose, pressmen flash, flash, [flash]

Smiles polluted with charm, locking on to royal arms,
Society columns now ensured, returns to with the crowds
Oh a crowd

Oh, on the cam, oh please do come they say
Beagling on the downs, oh so come they say
Garden party held they say, oh please do come,
Oh do come, they say.