Luyện nghe bài hát The Irony Of It All

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

Bloke fairly
But I get well leery when geezers at me funny
'em round like bunnies
I'm to cause mischief

Good clean you must believe
And I ain't no thief, and all, all legal
And who cares about my liver when it feels
What you need is some real

Rasher, rasher, cash up
people's backs up
Public disorder, I'll you public disorder
I eight pints and run all over the place

Spit in the of an officer, see if that bothers ya
'Cause I never a law in my life
day I'm gonna settle down with a wife
Come on lads let's another fight

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

Just a few eighths and play station's my vocation
I pose a threat to the
And down the station the hold no patience
Let's talk space and

I to get deep sometimes
And about Einstein and Carl Jung
And old Kung Fu I like to see
Pass the please, yeah, I'm floatin' on thin air

Going to Amsterdam in the New Year, top gear
'Cause I take pride in my
Home-made using my engineering degree
"Dear leaders, please legalize weed for reasons"

Like I was saying to him, I told him, "Fuck with me and you live"
So I smacked him in the head and downed another
Bada bada bing, for the like, mad fight
His face a sad sight, Vodka and Snake

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

Can't stand either, them hooligans
On heroin, and criminals
thugs 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 should be the
How can somethin' with no recorded fatalities be
And how many deaths are there per from alcohol?
I just completed gran turismo on the settin'

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

I doubt they to mess us about
After all we're all adults, not
As I was sayin', we're friendly peaceful
We're not the ones out there causin'

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

trouble?
Your rabble boys
Saying I'm the lad who's it
on drugs

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

Now Terry, repeatin' yourself
But that's okay, drunk people can't that
A chemical reaction happenin' inside your
you to forget what you're 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 accordin' to
fundin' for further education pales in insignificance
When compared to how much they on repairin' leery drunk people At the weekend, in casualty wards all over the land

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