Luyện nghe bài hát Middle-class Heroes

(Hello, what we here?)
(A lady!)
(To what do I owe this surprise my pretty one?)
(How may I be of service dark and wintry night?)
(Ah, I see... you wish me to into the future, your future)
(After GCSEs, A-levels, University...)
(After your badly paid job in advertising)
(Okay my pretty... just my palm with plastic, and I'll see what I
can do)
(Wait!)
(The fog is lifting...)
I see oriental paper
hanging like cocoons
exotic candles overload
the musty air with their perfumes
And I see lentils, beans, and rice
in on the window-sill
And it hardly enough to feed the mice
running behind the of allergy pills
All these things will come to
when heroes of the
up to their responsibilities
I see and fertility god
he's got thirty seven limbs to
And tasteless tie-dyed
double up as evening wear
And I see bodies twist and turn
on the futon of fulfilled
But their three-year-old kid seems
He'd rather swallow all those allergy
All these will come to pass
when heroes of the
face up to their
I see vulgarity
mediocrity
infinite
Rise up little souls - join the army
the good fight - wage the unwinnable war
Elegance against
Difference indifference
Wit against
My words fly up to heaven, my remain below
Words said without feeling never to go...
All these will come to pass
heroes of the middle-class
face up, repent, and pay the
for accidentally life
An for which they must atone
and their own