Luyện nghe bài hát The Irony Of It All

Hello, hello, my name's and I'm a law-abider
nothin' I like more than gettin' fired up on beer
And when the weekend's
I exercise my right to get paralytic and

Bloke fairly
But I get well leery when look at me funny
Bounce 'em round like
I'm likely to mischief

Good grief you must believe
And I ain't no thief, law-abidin' and all, all
And who cares about my liver when it feels
you need is some real manhood

Rasher, rasher, burnin' up
Puttin' people's up
disorder, I'll give you public disorder
I down eight and run all over the place

in the face of an officer, see if that bothers ya
'Cause I broke a law in my life
Some day I'm settle down with a wife
Come on lads let's have another

Um, hello, my Tim and I'm a criminal
In the eyes of I need to be in jail
For the choice of herbs I
This no wholesale operation

Just a few eighths and some play my vocation
I a threat to the nation
And down the the police hold no patience
Let's space and time

I like to get sometimes
And think Einstein and Carl Jung
And old Fu movies I like to see
Pass the hydrator please, yeah, I'm on thin air

to Amsterdam in the New Year, top gear there
'Cause I pride in my hobby
Home-made bongs using my degree
"Dear leaders, legalize weed for these reasons"

Like I was saying to him, I told him, "Fuck me and you won't live"
So I smacked him in the head and downed another
Bada bada bing, for the lad's like, mad
His a sad sight, Vodka and Snake Bite

Going on like a right geez, a twat
Shouldn't have looked at me that
Anyway, I'm an citizen
If a war came along I'd be on the front line 'em

Can't stand either, them hooligans
On heroin, and criminals
Those are the pinnacle of the downfall of society
I've got all the pent up inside of me

You know, I don't see why I be the criminal
How can somethin' no recorded fatalities be illegal?
And how deaths are there per year from alcohol?
I just completed gran on the hardest settin'

We pose no threat on my
Ooh, the pizza's here, someone let him in please?
We didn't chicken
Not a problem, we'll it out

I they meant to mess us about
all we're all adults, not louts
As I was sayin', we're friendly people
not the ones out there causin' trouble

We just sit in this hazy bubble our quarters
Discussing how beautiful Porter is
MTV, BBC 2, Channel 4 is on until six in the
Then six in the mornin' the sun dawns and my bedtime

Causin'
Your rabble boys
Saying I'm the lad who's it
You're on

It really bugs me when people try and tell me I'm a
Just for drunk, I like gettin' drunk
'Cause I'm an citizen
If a war came along I'd be on the front with 'em

Now Terry, repeatin' yourself
But that's okay, drunk people can't that
A chemical reaction happenin' inside your
Causes you to forget what sayin'

What? I know exactly what I'm
I'm sane
You stinkin' lameo
Go get a job and robbin' us of our taxes

Um, well actually to research
Government fundin' for education pales in insignificance
When compared to how much they spend on repairin' leery drunk people At the weekend, in casualty all over the land

Why you cheeky little swine here
I'm batter ya, come here