Luyện nghe bài hát Martin

Bless that summer of
On a bench the Ox & Gate
With a sponge, spanner and nail
And a nice sharp piece of
Didn't sense then don't make sense now
But the fuck's it matter
Martin it doing time

Some with and bandanas
trailing heavy manners
From the to the bookies to the phone
To the bar to the cab waiting
The pub hands and word got around
nutters flooded back from miles around
It was a battleground - it went off night

Martin, Martin, I'm sure he's firing
Martin, Martin, fired up
He it all two steps too far la la la la la
arm of the law
Martin missed it time

The back bar's cheesier, Big John looks
Nostalgas as time goes by
But that nostalga thing
the fuck you're looking?'
You missed it doing time.