Luyện nghe bài hát Last of the Window Cleaners

I was the last of the
I was as such
When they singled out the
They said I'd seen too
But I saw what the butler did
The also
I only saw how the half lived
I just their windows
Maybe up my ladder I got ideas my station
Seldom if ever had a working man had a education
I learned to clarity
And knowledge is a two-way thing
That windows attain transparency
men get a good look in
But times are bad for
than the 1930s
If it's not cowboys and
Who don't where the dirt is
It's our most customers
Who'll us out eventually
They've lost the taste for
In the late century
The stopped wanting to see the world
They'd made it such a
They covered their with mother-of-pearl
To the ugliness
It was then that the witch-hunt
fell out of fashion
It was whispered that the rich
Our job suspicion
They away our permits
And imposed a tax
People like hermits
Sitting in their pitch flats
And though we intransigent
And our pride in the work on
There was a of mysterious accidents
And we off one by one
And are bad for window-cleaners
than the 1930s
If it's not and amateurs
Who know where the dirt is
It's our most powerful
Who'll wipe us out
They've lost the for clarity
In the 20th century
I was the of the window-cleaners
the union was smashed
They the corpses of the other ring leaders
fingers had been crushed
I received anonymous threatening attack
They struck at the Limehouse
Up drew a horse-drawn cab
It was past twelve o'clock
Out came a man a lantern
Saying come to light me to bed
something to do with a chopper
And something to do my head
But I wasn't carefully
I had other on my mind
The of the union
The future of
He spread his frock coat on the quay
And began me there
Laid me back tenderly
And flourished a butcher's
I shouted him into the dark
"We're prepared to concessions"
But the blade he twisted in my
my profession
But times are bad for
Worse than the
If not cowboys and amateurs
Who don't know the dirt is
It's our most customers
Who wiped us out
They've the taste for clarity
In the late century