Luyện nghe bài hát The Eton Rifles

Sup up your beer and your fags
a row going on down near Slough
Get out your mats and to the West
I'll get out and pray for myself

Thought you were smart when you them on
But you take a peep in their artillery room
All that puts hairs on your chest
What have you got against a tie and a crest?

What a nice day for the Rifles, Eton Rifles

I hope rain stops for the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles

Thought you were clever you lit the fuse
Tore down the House of in your brand new shoes
a revolutionary symphony
Then went to bed a charming young thing

Cheers then mate, it's the Eton Rifles, Eton

An extremist scrape with the Eton Rifles, Eton

What a you turned out to be
the guns then you run off home for your tea
Left me like a guilty schoolboy

What a you turned out to be
Loaded the guns you run off home for your tea
Left me standing like a naughty

We out of it, naturally the worst
and bloody, and I was sick down my shirt
We no match for their untamed wit
Though some of the lads said be back next week

It's the to pay to the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles

I'd prefer the plague to the Eton Rifles, Eton

It's the to pay to the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles

I'd prefer the plague to the Eton Rifles, Rifles

Rifles, Eton Rifles
Eton Rifles, Rifles