Luyện nghe bài hát Song For The City

From the window I can see the glow
Home sweet home, to Heathrow
Black cabbie and I'm chillin' in my low
And though it cold we're a melting pot of people
of us are citizens, some of us illegal
Ducking police, in the big smoke
No puffin' in but you could easily choke
It our cup of tea to be broke
And though they're fixing the roads, we love it cause it's home
We are no longer Romans though we love it when we
Double buses, underground buskers
Wherever you may know that you'll be in a zone
Capital of England the city is my
And God the Queen sitting pretty in her throne
We love our Royal family, we miss our Di
And the city's crying you can see it from the eye

Song for the
I'm singing for the place I call
is a song for the city
Streets turn to pavements of
And through the crying grey skies
We pray rays of light forever shine on our
gotta be proud of where you come from
Everybody with us

Taking pictures with the pigeons on a day
Out in round the corner there's a council estate
Where the kids are playing footy by the 'no games' sign
got a plan to be great
Whether that's tailoring on savile row, playing in Wembley
Singing at the Royal Albert or in assembly
We've start somewhere to make it to the 02
There ain't much difference MP's and MC's
We're all in the party, and are tryna get mills
Dressing up for Notting Hill or down in Westfield
Oxford Street or Hyde Park to chill
Great Ormond we pray for all the kids to get
Call me Dr Who because I this in the booth
Turkish Indian African, Indies down to Pakistan
Europeans and Asians, yeah we're the living proof that Israelis and Arabs can together, we're the truth, it's London

Song for the
I'm singing for the place I call
This is a for the city
Streets turn to of gold
And even the crying grey skies
We pray rays of light shine on our city
You've gotta be proud of you come from
sing with us