Luyện nghe bài hát Garden Party

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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