Luyện nghe bài hát Last Day of the Miners Strike

Kids are spittin' on the Town Hall and frightenin' old ladies
I dreamt that I was livin' in the mid 1980s
People marchin', people shoutin', wearin' pastel leather
The future's ours for the takin' now, if we just together

And I
"Hey, lay your down
Seems the last day of the strike
Was the Carta in this part of town"

Well, my body sank below the ground, it became as black as
Overhead the of horses' hooves, people fightin' for their lives
Some joker in a headband was still gettin' for free
And Big Brother was watching you, back in the days of '83

And I
"Hey, lay your burden
Seems the day of the miners' strike
Was the Magna Carta in this of town"

Well by 1985, I was as cold as cold be
But no one's underground to dig me out and set me
'87 socialism gave way to
So put hands up in the air once more, the north is risin'

And I
"Hey, lay burden down
Seems the last day of the strike
Was the Magna in this part of town"

Ah, sing
Ah, sing
Don't let them fool you
Ah, Hallelujah, ahh

By now I'm and tired
Of just in this hole
So I took the ancient tablets, blew off the
Swallowed whole

Oh, come on, get together
Oh, come on, the past is
Well, the very commandment
Come on, on

get it on
Come on, get it on
Get it on
Ah, get it on

Hey, lay your down
the last day of the miners' strike
Was the Magna in this part of town