Luyện nghe bài hát Overture

This is the story of the Of Norton Folgate

Old Jack Norris, the musical shrimp and the ramble...

A little bit of this, would you a bit of that

But in weather like this, you should wear a coat, a nice hat
A needle and the hand stitches of time
Battling Levinsky Jackie Burk
Bobbing and weaving, an line

So step for step and both on our feet
We'll travel many along dim street

you like a bit of this, or a little bit of that? (Misses)
A bit of what you like does you no harm, you know that
The perpetual steady echo of the beat
A continual river of people
In it's and in it's permanence
But, when the streetlamp the gutter with gold
So many priceless items bought and

So step for and both light on our feet
We'll many along dim silent street (together)

Once round Circus, and up through Petticoat Lane
Past the well of shadows, and back round again
Arm in arm, with an air
To where the people
Out of the upstairs
Because we are living kings
And these will last forever

Cos sailors from Africa, China and the of Malay
Jump ship ragged and penniless into Shadwells Bay
The Welsh and wagtails, mothers of midnight
The music hall carousel enspilling out into bonfire
Sending half crazed shadows, giants up the brick wall
Of Mr beer factory, waving, bottles ten feet tall

one calls it Spitalfields, Whitechapel, Tower Hamlets
Or Banglatown. We're all in the moonlight, we're all
On ground.

Oh, I'm just walking down to, I'm just floating down
Won't you with me, to the Liberty of Norton Folgate
But wait!
What's
Dan
And the golem

Purposefully walking nowhere, oh I'm happy just about
(Have a banana)
On a Sunday afternoon, the stallholders all and shout
To no-one in
Avoiding people you know, you're basking in you're own company
The technicolour world's going by, but the lead in your own movie

Cos in the Liberty of Folgate
Walking wild and free, in your second coat,
just to float
In this little taste of
A part of you see

They're left and right
to flog you stuff you don't need or want
And a smiling chap takes your
And drags you in his Uncles
(ee-yar, ee-yar, ee-yar)

There's a Chinese man hard to flog you moody DVDs
You know? You've the film, it's black and white, it's got no sound
And a man's head up and down
Right across widescreen TV
(Only a fiver)
('Ow much?)
(Alright, two for quid)
(Ee-yar, ee-yar, look, I'm it away)
(Givin' it away!)

Cos in the Liberty of Folgate
wild and free, in your second hand coat,
Happy just to
In this little of liberty
You're a part of you see

the sturdy old fellows, pickpockets, dandy's, extortioners
And wanderers, the feeble, the ghastly, upon whom death
Had a very sure hand,
Some in and patches,
Reeling inarticulate of noisy and inordinate vivacity
That discordantly upon the ear
And gives an aching sensation to both of eyeballs
(Noisy and vivacity)

Ohhhh ahhhhhh etc etc

In the beginning was a fear of the
In the was a fear of the immigrant
He's his way down to the dark riverside

In the beginning was a of the immigrant
In the was a fear of the immigrant
He's made his home there down by the dark

ahhhhhh ahhhhh etc etc

He made his home there by the riverside
made their homes there down by the riverside
The city up from the dark river Thames

They made their home there down by the
They made their homes there down by the
The city up from the dark mud of the Thames
I'll say it

(Ha ha ha, right)

in the Liberty of Norton Folgate
Walking and free
And in second hand coat
just to float
In this little of liberty
Cos you're a of everything you see
Yes, you're a part of you see

With a bit of this
And a bit of that
A little bit of what you does you no harm
And you that

Ohhhh ahhhhhh etc etc (repeat to end)