Luyện nghe bài hát The Irony Of It All

Hello, hello, my name's Terry and I'm a
There's nothin' I more than gettin' fired up on beer
And when the weekend's
I my right to get paralytic and fight

Good Bloke
But I get well leery when geezers at me funny
Bounce 'em round like
I'm likely to cause

Good clean grief you believe
And I ain't no thief, and all, all legal
And who cares about my liver when it good?
What you is some real manhood

Rasher, rasher, cash up
Puttin' people's up
Public disorder, I'll give you disorder
I down eight pints and run all the place

in the face of an officer, see if that bothers ya
'Cause I never broke a law in my
Some day I'm gonna settle down with a
Come on lads let's have another

Um, hello, my name's Tim and I'm a
In the eyes of I need to be in jail
For the choice of I inhale
This ain't no wholesale

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

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

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

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

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

stand crime either, them hooligans
On heroin, drugs and
thugs are the pinnacle of the downfall of society
I've got all the anger up inside of me

You know, I don't see why I should be the
How can somethin' with no fatalities be illegal?
And how many deaths are there per year from
I just completed gran turismo on the hardest

We no threat on my city
Ooh, the pizza's here, will someone let him in
We order chicken
Not a problem, pick it out

I doubt meant to mess us about
all we're all adults, not louts
As I was sayin', we're friendly peaceful
We're not the ones out causin' trouble

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 mornin' the sun dawns and it's my

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

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

Now Terry, you're repeatin'
But that's okay, drunk people help that
A chemical reaction happenin' inside your
Causes you to forget what you're

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

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 ya, come here