Luyện nghe bài hát The Greatest Living Englishman

Here we are then, we are
from a suicide
And he will ever be
The Greatest Englishman

It's a melancholy blue
Or a of no significance
Plastic coated
A space to place his
As passed from A to B

But it's a melancholy blue
The curtains the bed are drawn
Broadcast voices from the
The humming of machines
But are distances between

Yes there are between

His visited him nightly
And amounted to so
Too much in his writing
Now he never, ever be
The Greatest Englishman

The engine shifts second gear
They're all aboard, for
It's a he must make alone
The sheep boy is leaving home

It's been a thousand times or more
He's well prepared of he's sure
But still such a melancholy blue
As he erased a of history
as he'd intended to

He wouldn't speak or you he was happy
Though you'd meet him with your
There was a wall that always between you
He'd shut outside

And the that he engendered
Would be enough
For him to alive
Warm and
shut himself outside

Not a or a sham
But dug in deep and
The world could not a man
With so much self in his

And he was never be
The Greatest Englishman
He had ideas his station
Minor go unmentioned

Little England you fit like a
by the genius of others
He
To conquer the world is not to the
even the shadow of the memory of your face

A of no significance