Luyện nghe bài hát Middle-class Heroes

(Hello, have we here?)
(A lady!)
(To do I owe this pleasant surprise my pretty one?)
(How may I be of this dark and wintry night?)
(Ah, I see... you wish me to look the future, your future)
(After GCSEs, A-levels, University...)
(After your badly paid job in advertising)
(Okay my pretty... just cross my palm with plastic, and see what I
can do)
(Wait!)
(The fog is lifting...)
I see oriental paper
hanging like cocoons
While exotic overload
the musty air their stale perfumes
And I see lentils, beans, seaweed and
in on the window-sill
And it ain't hardly enough to feed the
running behind the of allergy pills
All these things will come to
when of the middle-class
face up to responsibilities
I see and fertility god
he's got thirty seven to spare
And tasteless tablecloths
that double up as wear
And I see bodies twist and turn
on the futon of dreams
But their kid seems unconcerned
He'd rather all those allergy pills
All things will come to pass
heroes of the middle-class
face up to their
I see unspeakable
institutionalised
infinite
Rise up little souls - join the army
Fight the good fight - wage the war
Elegance against
Difference against
Wit shit
My fly up to heaven, my thoughts remain below
Words said without never to heaven go...
All these will come to pass
when of the middle-class
up, repent, and pay the price
for accidentally creating
An oversight for which they atone
and their own