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 more than gettin' up on beer
And when the here
I exercise my to get paralytic and fight

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

Good clean you must believe
And I no thief, law-abidin' and all, all legal
And who cares my liver when it feels good?
What you need is some real

Rasher, rasher, burnin' up
people's backs up
Public disorder, I'll give you public
I down 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 have another

Um, hello, my Tim and I'm a criminal
In the of society I need to be in jail
For the choice of herbs I
ain't no wholesale operation

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

I like to get deep
And think about and Carl Jung
And old Kung Fu I like to see
the hydrator 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 bongs using my engineering
"Dear leaders, legalize weed for these reasons"

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

Going on a right geez, he's a twat
have looked at me like that
Anyway, I'm an citizen
If a war came along I'd be on the front line 'em

Can't crime either, them hooligans
On heroin, drugs and
Those thugs are the pinnacle of the of society
got all the anger pent up inside of me

You know, I don't see why I should be the
How can somethin' with no recorded be illegal?
And how many deaths are there per year 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 didn't order
Not a problem, pick it out

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

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

Causin'
stinkin' rabble boys
Saying I'm the lad spoilin' it
on drugs

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

Now Terry, repeatin' yourself
But that's okay, people can't help that
A reaction happenin' inside your brain
Causes you to forget what you're

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

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

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