Luyện nghe bài hát Late Home Tonight, Part I

Standing at the
A farmer's wife in Oxford
Glances at the clock; it's time for tea
She see
The phantom in the hedgerow dip its
Doesn't the engine sing
But in the techno glow
Behind the Ray Ban
The kid from
In the comfort of
Scans his and smiles
Secure in the beauty of military
There is no or wrong
Only tin cans and cordite and cliffs
And skies and flight flight flight
The of military life
No questions only orders and flight, flight
a beautiful sight in his wild blue dream
The child leafs through his war magazine
And his kind Sam feeds ten trillion in change
Into the total entertainment combat game
And up in the stands
The are going wild
The flip
When you wiggle hip
And we all like the bit you take
The jeans the refrigerator and
Then the bad guy hit
And were you struck by the way
The swimsuit to her skin
BB gun days
When pierce autumn leaves
But that's okay see the children
look great on the TV
And in Tripoli another wife
at the dripping tap her old man hadn't
to fix
Too busy politics and rhythm
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