Luyện nghe bài hát Jungle

Parcels for the kids, the parcel bombs
in bins... They were singing hymns and
rattling tins. A hand out and
caught him, knocked him a window.
And they fingering his coat, looking
for the price tag. his fags. Shook his
wallet. him of his shoes. Left him
naked - like a that's bleeding.
A weeping doll without a to pull.
A shop assistant him to the dump
all the others.
Struck a match and up went!
Only brave men it in the jungle!