Luyện nghe bài hát Real Great Britain

Written by: das, pandit, savale, tailor,

Union jack and union
Back up and down the same old
Sell the to the youths
But who swallows the
"murdoch she wrote"
Him have his in the till

of thatcher
on the 45
The suits have
But the old ties
New britannia
Who are you to fool?
Behind your fashion-tashion I see at all

for the commodity
Cuts the nation into
Rich for the first
third you never see
While middle england swinging its

No for the future
Just dead royalty

So will the real, the real britan
Step
This is the identity parade
gazer nation forever looking

Time to the sixties charade

Not enough
Not enough
Just "phony care" in his dome
prime cuts than beef on the bone
And too many questions you're
Not answering

jack and union jill
Back up and down the same old
Sell the flag to the
But who swallows the
"murdoch she wrote"
Him have his in the till

So the real, the real great britan
forward
This is the national identity
Shoe gazer nation forever

Time to reject the charade