Luyện nghe bài hát Garden Party

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

Champagne corks are at the sun again
Swooping swallows chased by violins
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 where, why not and should they oughta
Please don't lie the grass, unless accompanied by a fellow,
May I be so bold as to perhaps suggest othello, perhaps othello

on the cam is jolly fun they say
Beagling on the downs, oh please do come say
Rugger is the tops, a 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 blue, mother smiles she did it too
Chitters chat and gossips lash, posers pose, flash, flash, [flash]

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

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