Luyện nghe bài hát Middle-class Heroes

(Hello, what we here?)
(A lady!)
(To what do I owe this pleasant my pretty one?)
(How may I be of this dark and wintry 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 I'll see I
can do)
(Wait!)
(The fog is lifting...)
I see oriental paper
hanging like cocoons
exotic candles overload
the musty air their stale perfumes
And I see lentils, beans, seaweed and
in jars on the
And it ain't hardly enough to feed the
running behind the lines of allergy
All these will come to pass
when heroes of the
up to their responsibilities
I see and fertility god
he's got thirty seven limbs to
And tie-dyed tablecloths
that double up as wear
And I see naked twist and turn
on the of dreams fulfilled
But three-year-old kid seems unconcerned
He'd rather swallow all allergy pills
All these things come to pass
when of the middle-class
face up to responsibilities
I see unspeakable
institutionalised
infinite
Rise up souls - join the doomed army
Fight the fight - wage the unwinnable war
against ignorance
Difference against
Wit against
My words fly up to heaven, my thoughts remain
Words without feeling never to heaven go...
All these will come to pass
when heroes of the
face up, repent, and pay the
for accidentally creating
An for which they must atone
and their own