Luyện nghe bài hát Middle-class Heroes

(Hello, have we here?)
(A lady!)
(To what do I owe 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 first badly paid job in advertising)
(Okay my pretty... cross my palm with plastic, and I'll see what I
can do)
(Wait!)
(The fog is lifting...)
I see oriental globes
hanging like cocoons
While exotic candles
the musty air with stale perfumes
And I see lentils, beans, seaweed and
in jars on the
And it ain't enough to feed the mice
running behind the of allergy pills
All things will come to pass
heroes of the middle-class
face up to responsibilities
I see and Indian god
he's got thirty seven limbs to
And tasteless tablecloths
that double up as wear
And I see naked bodies and turn
on the of dreams fulfilled
But their three-year-old kid seems
rather swallow all those allergy pills
All these things come to pass
heroes of the middle-class
face up to their
I see vulgarity
mediocrity
infinite
Rise up little - join the doomed army
the good fight - wage the unwinnable war
Elegance ignorance
against indifference
Wit against
My words fly up to heaven, my thoughts below
Words said feeling never to heaven go...
All these things will come to
when heroes of the
face up, repent, and pay the
for accidentally creating
An oversight for which they atone
and their own