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, you like a bit of that

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

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

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

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

Once Arnold Circus, and up through Petticoat Lane
Past the well of shadows, and once back round
Arm in arm, with an air
To where the people
Out of the windows
we are living like kings
And these days will forever

Cos from Africa, China and the archipelago of Malay
Jump ship ragged and into Shadwells Tiger Bay
The and Irish wagtails, mothers of midnight
The music hall carousel enspilling out bonfire light
Sending half crazed shadows, giants dancing up the wall
Of Mr Trumans beer factory, waving, 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 down to, I'm just floating down through
Won't you come with me, to the Liberty of Folgate
But wait!
that?
Dan
And the Limehouse

Purposefully nowhere, oh I'm happy just floating 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 going by, but you're the lead in your own movie

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

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

There's a Chinese man trying hard to flog you moody
You know? You've the film, it's black and white, it's got no sound
And a man's head pops up and
across your 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 of Norton Folgate
Walking and free, in your second hand coat,
Happy to float
In little piece of liberty
You're a of everything you see

There's the sturdy old fellows, pickpockets, dandy's,
And night wanderers, the feeble, the ghastly, upon death
Had placed a very hand,
in shreds and patches,
Reeling full of noisy and inordinate vivacity
jars discordantly upon the ear
And gives an sensation to both pair of eyeballs
(Noisy and vivacity)

Ohhhh ahhhhhh etc etc

In the beginning was a fear of the
In the beginning was a fear of the
made his way down to the dark riverside

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

Ohhhh ahhhhhh etc etc

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

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

(Ha ha ha, right)

'Cos in the Liberty of Folgate
wild and free
And in your second hand
Happy to float
In little taste of liberty
Cos you're a of everything you see
Yes, you're a of everything you see

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

ahhhhhh ahhhhh etc etc (repeat to end)