Luyện nghe bài hát Medical Acceptance Gate

I worked for salary the nightshift
in Street. The respect is worth it.
1.AM at the front gate it had just
sunday stood this man, tall and twisted back.
He spoke loud and said Come out of there
grill on the wall a crowd and
that shape you call the laundry
post me of my origin.
Your criss-crossed are avenues.
for by the NHS, you need it more than
the patients for mortgage and medical pranks.

but you fix my quartz chip
or repair my broken
kindness of mousey brain
twisted with kin of bitter
dreams of EC1
and lapland and green purse
with tall and inducements (*?pronounced inductments?*)

the porter to move the man
and we got back to time
but his went through the man
he was up of liquid pitch
his two propeller sticks
crisscrossed fence were his eyes
his mouth red like a twisted
his mouth like a knife
he wreaked of and hospitals
he wreaked of bleach and
the swears this is true
he wreaked of bleach and
the porter swears this is
and drinks too in his brown and white hut
but the thing clings to the acceptance
the clings to the acceptance gate
the thing to the acceptance gate
the clings to the medical acceptance gate
and says he's seen it
It only bounces MDs
we are dedicated to fight
to fight