Luyện nghe bài hát The Liberty of Norton Folgate

This is the story of the Liberty of Folgate
Old Jack Norris, the shrimp and the cadging ramble
A little bit of this, would you a bit of that?
But in weather like this, you wear a coat, a nice warm hat
A needle and thread, the hand stitches of
The cattling Lavinski Jackie Burke
Bobbing and weaving an invisible
So step for step and both light on our
We'll travel a long, dim, silent street
Would you a bit of this or a little bit of that, missus?
A little bit of what you does you no harm, you know that
The steady echo of the passing beat
A continual dark river of
In their and in its permanence
But the streetlamp fills the gutter with gold
So many items bought and sold
So step for step and light on our feet
We'll travel many a long, dim, silent together
Once Arnold Circus, up through Petticoat Lane
Past The Well of Shadows and once back round
Arm in arm an abstracted air
To where the people at the upstairs windows
we are living like kings and these days will last forever
'Cause sailors Africa, China and the Archipelago of Malay
Jump ship and penniless into Shadwell's Tiger Bay
The Welsh and Irish Wagtails, of midnight
The music carousal is spilling out into bonfire light
half crazed shadows, giants dancing up the brick wall
Of Mr.Truman's beer factory waving bottles ten feet
Whether one calls it Spitalfields,
Tower Hamlets or Town
We're all in the moonlight
We're all on ground
Oh, I'm just walking down to, I'm just down through
Won't you come with me to the Liberty of Norton
But wait, that?
Dan Leno and a Golem
walking nowhere
Oh, I'm happy just about, have a banana
On a Sunday
The stall holders all call and shout to in particular
Avoiding people you
You're just in your own company
The Technicolor going by
But you're the in your own movie
'Cause in the Liberty of Folgate walking wild and free
In your second coat, happy just to float
In this taste of liberty
A of everything you see
They're coming left or
Trying to flog you you don't need or want
And a smiling chap takes your
And you in his uncle's restaurant
There's a Chinese man trying hard to flog you moody
You know you've seen the
It's and white, it's got no sound
And a man's head pops up and down right you wide screen TV
Only a
Alright two for eight
'Cause in the Liberty of Folgate walking wild and free
In your second hand coat, just to float
In little piece of liberty
You're a part of you see
'Cause steady old fellows, pickpockets
Dandies, extortioners and wanderers
The feeble, the
whom death had placed a very sure hand
Some in and patches
Reeling inarticulate full of noisy and inordinate
Which 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 made his way down to the dark
In the beginning was the fear of the
In the beginning was the fear of the
He made his home there by the riverside
He his home there down by the riverside
They their homes there down by the riverside
The sprang from the dark river Thames
They made their home down by the riverside
They made homes there down by the riverside
The city sprang up from the mud of the Thames
I say it
'Cause in the Liberty of Norton Folgate wild and free
And in second hand coat, happy just to float
In little taste of liberty
you're a part of everything you see
Yes, you're a part of you see
With a little bit of this and a bit of that
A little bit of what you like does you no harm and you that