Luyện nghe bài hát Something About England

They say the immigrants steal the hubcaps of gentlemen
They say it would be and roses if England were for Englishmen again

I saw a overcoat at the foot of the pillar of the road
Propped inside was an old man whom time not erode
The was snapped by sirens
Those lights circled past
The dance-hall called for an
The bars all closed up

My silence gazing at the ceiling while roaming the single
I thought the old man could help me if he could the gloom
You really think all new?
You really about it too?
The old man as he spoke to me, I'll tell you a thing or two

I the fourteen-eighteen war but not the sorrow afterwards
With my father dead, my mother ran off, my brothers took the pay of
The turned, the north was dead
The hunger strike marching south
At the party not a word was said
The ladies lifted to their mouths

The war began and my ship sailed with battle orders writ in red
In five long years of bullets and shells, we left ten million
The few to old Piccadilly
We limped around Leicester
The world was busy itself
The architects could not

But how could we know, when I was young, all the changes that were to
All the photos in the wallets on the battlefield and now the terror of the Sun
There was masters and servants and servants and
taught you how to touch your cap
Through strikes and famine and war and peace, never closed this gap

So leave me now the Moon is up but remember all the I tell
The memories you have dredged up are on letters forwarded from hell

Its a long way to
Its a way to go

Goodbye,
Farewell, Leicester

The streets now deserted
The gangs had trudged off
The lights clicked out in the and old England was all alone