Luyện nghe bài hát Middle-class Heroes

(Hello, what we here?)
(A lady!)
(To what do I owe pleasant surprise my pretty one?)
(How may I be of service this dark and night?)
(Ah, I see... you me to look into the future, your future)
(After GCSEs, A-levels, University...)
(After your first badly 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 paper globes
hanging decomposing cocoons
While exotic overload
the air with their stale perfumes
And I see lentils, beans, and rice
in jars on the
And it ain't enough to feed the mice
running behind the of allergy pills
All these will come to pass
when of the middle-class
up to their responsibilities
I see and Indian god
got thirty seven limbs to spare
And tasteless tie-dyed
that up as evening wear
And I see naked bodies and turn
on the of dreams fulfilled
But their kid seems unconcerned
He'd swallow all those allergy pills
All these things come to pass
when of the middle-class
face up to responsibilities
I see unspeakable
mediocrity
infinite
Rise up little - join the doomed army
Fight the good fight - the unwinnable war
against ignorance
Difference indifference
Wit against
My words fly up to heaven, my thoughts below
Words said without never to heaven go...
All these things will to pass
when heroes of the
face up, repent, and pay the
for accidentally creating
An oversight for which must atone
and their own