Luyện nghe bài hát Smalltown England

Turn left at the lights about 50 yards
a pub in the corner and I'll meet you inside
About quarter to eight and go into town
And find out what everybody's saying about us

Smalltown walls eyes and ears
Stories fly thick and round here
and lies are all the same
Whatever you do don't the boat
got to play the game, play the game

Is it a crime to want else?
Is it a crime to believe in something
Is it a crime to to make things happen?
To spit in the faces of the cynical

The incrowd know that the is thin
So they all protect the cage in
Get drunk and stoned and again
No tears of rage, no of pain
ventured, nothing gained
In England
Because the world outside the pint in
Is all so hard to
And if visions of the world come
They're not to interfere

Is it a crime to something else? . . .

The smell of hot from the takeaway curry
fumes from a passing lorry
Waiting in the queue in the rain
For the chip shop up on Bowling
Well, last week we all got smashed
We couldn't up, it was a real laugh
And week's going to be just the same
And the next and the next, and again
They say you've got to have fun while you're
'Cause can't believe there's anything else except this.