Luyện nghe bài hát The Liberty of Norton Folgate

This is the story of the of Norton Folgate
Old Jack Norris, the shrimp and the cadging ramble
A bit of this, would you like a bit of that?
But in weather like this, you wear a coat, a nice warm hat
A and thread, the hand stitches of time
The cattling versus Jackie Burke
and weaving an invisible line
So step for step and both light on our
We'll many a long, dim, silent street
you like a bit of this or a little bit of that, missus?
A little bit of you like does you no harm, you know that
The steady echo of the passing beat
A continual dark of people
In their and in its permanence
But when the streetlamp fills the gutter with
So many items bought and sold
So step for step and both on our feet
We'll many 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 kings and these days will last forever
sailors from Africa, China and the Archipelago of Malay
Jump ship ragged and penniless into Shadwell's Bay
The Welsh and Wagtails, mothers of midnight
The music hall carousal is out into bonfire light
Sending half crazed shadows, giants dancing up the wall
Of Mr.Truman's beer factory waving bottles ten tall
Whether one calls it Spitalfields,
Tower Hamlets or Town
We're all dancing in the
We're all on ground
Oh, I'm just walking down to, I'm just floating through
Won't you come with me to the Liberty of Folgate?
But wait, that?
Dan and a Limehouse Golem
Purposefully nowhere
Oh, I'm happy floating about, have a banana
On a afternoon
The stall holders all and shout to no-one in particular
Avoiding people you
You're just in your own company
The Technicolor going by
But you're the lead in own movie
'Cause in the Liberty of Norton Folgate wild and free
In second hand coat, happy just to float
In this taste of liberty
A of everything you see
They're coming left or
Trying to flog you stuff you don't need or
And a chap takes your hand
And you in his uncle's restaurant
a Chinese man trying hard to flog you moody DVDs
You you've seen the film
It's and white, it's got no sound
And a man's 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 second hand coat, happy just to
In little piece of liberty
a part of everything you see
'Cause it's old fellows, pickpockets
Dandies, and night wanderers
The feeble, the
Upon death had placed a very sure hand
in shreds and patches
Reeling full of noisy and inordinate vivacity
Which jars upon the ear
And it gives an aching sensation to pair of eyeballs
In the beginning I'd the fear of the
In the was the fear of the immigrant
He's made his way to the dark riverside
In the beginning was the of the immigrant
In the beginning was the fear of the
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 their home down by the riverside
They made their homes there by the riverside
The city sprang up the dark mud of the Thames
I say it
'Cause in the Liberty of Norton walking wild and free
And in your hand coat, happy just to float
In this little of liberty
'Cause you're a part of you see
Yes, you're a of everything 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