Luyện nghe bài hát Pink India

There once was an empire
as a great, great game
And one of it's came from stoke-on-trent
And was his name

An impotent tea-bag
of the vicar caste
Sent off to
Expansion
to be a man
to be a man
to be a man
to be a man
to be a man

He loved a sag aloo
The long, afternoons
But soon he was
A tune
It went just like this

A billion flies on a tail
The of a late, lame raj
Punjabi's finest, bring me wine list
As the news comes across the air
"tension in afghanistan
Carbine could settle the score"--
I had a crap gin it wounded me
my way off on one
Send my way off on one, two, three,