Luyện nghe bài hát Garden Party

Garden party held
Invites the debs to play
Social climbers ladders
Wayward again have fathers
"Hello, dad!", "Hello, dad!"

eggs and queuing cumbers
Rudely from their slumbers
Time has come for slaughter
On the lawns by "Cam" waters
It's a slaughter, it's a

corks are firing at the sun, again
Swooping swallows chased by violins
Strafed by they sulk in crumbling eaves again
Oh God
Oh God not

Aperitifs en masse
their owners on the grass
Couples in the cloisters
Social leeches quoting

Doctor's son a parson's
Where why not and they oughta
Please lie upon the grass
Unless by a fellow

{May I be so bold as to perhaps 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
say
Good God say

I'm
I'm
I'm

I'm
I'm
So
It's a

Angie another blue
Mother she did it too
Chitters and gossips lash
Posers pose, flash, flash

polluted with false charm
Locking on to arms
columns now ensured
Returns to mingle with the
Oh, what a

Oh, on the cam
Oh please do come say
Beagling on the
Oh please so come say

Garden held today they say
Oh do come
Oh do come, they say