Luyện nghe bài hát The Liberty of Norton Folgate

This is the story of the Liberty of Folgate
Old Jack Norris, the musical and the cadging ramble
A bit of this, would you like a bit of that?
But in like this, you should wear a coat, a nice warm hat
A needle and thread, the hand stitches of
The Lavinski versus Jackie Burke
Bobbing and weaving an line
So step for and both light on our feet
We'll travel a long, dim, silent street
Would you a bit of this or a little bit of that, missus?
A bit of what you like does you no harm, you know that
The perpetual steady echo of the passing
A dark river of people
In transience and in its permanence
But the streetlamp fills the gutter with gold
So many items bought and sold
So for step and both light on our feet
We'll travel a long, dim, silent street together
Once 'round Arnold Circus, up through Petticoat
Past The Well of Shadows and once round again
Arm in arm an abstracted air
To where the people stared at the windows
Because we are living like and these days will last forever
'Cause sailors from Africa, China and the of Malay
Jump ship ragged and penniless into Shadwell's Bay
The Welsh and Wagtails, mothers of midnight
The hall carousal is spilling out into bonfire light
Sending crazed shadows, giants dancing up the brick wall
Of Mr.Truman's beer factory waving bottles ten tall
one calls it Spitalfields, Whitechapel
Tower or Bangle Town
We're all dancing in the
We're all on ground
Oh, I'm just down to, I'm just floating down through
Won't you come me to the Liberty of Norton Folgate?
But wait, that?
Dan and a Limehouse Golem
Purposefully walking
Oh, I'm happy just floating about, have a
On a afternoon
The stall holders all call and shout to in particular
Avoiding you know
just basking in your own company
The Technicolor worlds by
But you're the in your own movie
'Cause in the Liberty of Norton Folgate wild and free
In your hand coat, happy just to float
In this little taste of
A part of you see
They're coming or right
Trying to flog you stuff you need or want
And a smiling takes your hand
And you in his uncle's restaurant
There's a Chinese man hard to flog you moody DVDs
You you've seen the film
black and white, it's got no sound
And a head pops up and down right across you wide screen TV
a fiver
Alright two for eight
'Cause in the Liberty of Folgate walking wild and free
In your hand coat, happy just to float
In this little piece of
You're a of everything you see
'Cause steady old fellows, pickpockets
Dandies, and night wanderers
The feeble, the
Upon death had placed a very sure hand
in shreds and patches
Reeling inarticulate full of noisy and vivacity
jars discordantly upon the ear
And it gives an aching to both pair of eyeballs
In the beginning I'd the of the immigrant
In the beginning was the of the immigrant
He's his way down to the dark riverside
In the beginning was the fear of the
In the beginning was the of the immigrant
He made his home by the dark riverside
He made his home down by the riverside
They made their homes there by the riverside
The city from the dark river Thames
They made home there down by the riverside
They made their homes there by the riverside
The city sprang up from the dark mud of the
I say it
'Cause in the Liberty of Norton Folgate walking and free
And in your second coat, happy just to float
In this little taste of
'Cause you're a part of you see
Yes, you're a part of you see
a little bit of this and a little bit of that
A little bit of you like does you no harm and you know that