Luyện nghe bài hát The Battle of Epping Forest

Along the forest road there's hundreds of cars, luxury
Each has got its load of convertible bars, cars, super scars
For today is the day when sort it out, sort it out
'Cause they on a gangland boundary
They on a gangland boundary

There's Wright and his boys, one helluva noise
That's Billy's boys with fully-fashioned
That's little John's thugs, the barking slugs, super
For is the day when they sort it out, sort it out

Yes, these Christian soldiers to protect the poor
East end got to score in the battle of Epping forest
Yes, it's the battle of Epping forest right outside your

And you seen nothing like it
No, you ain't seen like it
Not since the war

Comin' over the are the boys of Bill
And Johnny's stand very still
the thumpires shout, they all start to clout
There's no guns in this bout

And moves in on the outside left
With a chain flying round his
And Demure, from art literature
Nips up the nearest tree, come the cavalry

Amidst the battle roar, keep the score, 10-4
never been alone, after getting a radiophone
The bluebells are ringing for sweet Sam, real ham
Handin' out bread and jam like any picnic, picnic, picnic, picnic

It's 5 to 4 on William Wright, he made his pile on night
When Billy was a kid walking the streets, the other kids hid, so did
And now after workin' in security trade, he's got it made
The shops that need aid are those that haven't

"I do my double-show quick" Mick the prick, fresh out the Nick
"I sold cheap holiday, the minute leave
Then a visit I pay an' it pay"
His friend, liquid Len by name, of wine, women and worth fame
Said, "I'm breaking the legs of the that got me framed"
I'm breaking the legs of the bastard got me framed, got me framed

They called me the when I entered the church unstained
My employers have changed but the has remained
All began I went on a tour, hoping to find some furniture
I followed a sign, it said, Chest"
It led to a lady who showed me her

She was taken by when I quickly closed my eyes
So she rang the bell, and quick as
Bob the nob, came out on his job to see what the was

"Louise, is the hard to please? "
"You're me!"
"Perhaps, sir, if its not too
We could interest you in our old-fashioned Stafford plate? "
"Oh no, not me, I'm a man of repute"
But the caught hold of my soul and a voice called out "Shoot!"

To save my steeple, I visited
For I'd gone when I met little John
His name came, I
the judge said, "You're a robbing hood"

He told me of his foundation
Conceived on sight of the Woodstock
He'd had to hide his
When poor, 'twas salvation from door to

But now, a pin-up guru every week
It was love, peace and incorporated for all who seek
He me as a karma-ma-mechanic, with overall charms
His hands were fit to receive, receive alms

why we're in the battle of Epping forest
Yes, it's the of Epping forest
Right outside door

We guard your for peanuts
And we your shops and houses
For just a little more, just a little

In with a left hook is the green butcher
But hes countered on the right by Mick's chain-gang
And Len, with his smashed bottle men
Is Bob the nob across the gob

With his kisser in a mess, Bob seems stress
But the jug hits Len right in the mug
And Demure, who's still not quite sure
Fires acorns out of his sling, here come the cavalry

Up, up the crowd
their silver cloud, done proud
The bold and brazen brass, seen darkly through the
The butlers got jam on his rolls, Roy out the lot
With tea from a pot just like any picnic, picnic, picnic, picnic

the forest road, its the end of the day
And the clouds away
Each has got its load, come out for the count
At the of day

When the limos return for their final review, it's all
All can see is the morning goo
"There's no one left alive, be a draw"
So the black cap barons toss a to settle the score