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, you like a bit of that?
But in weather like this, you should wear a coat, a warm hat
A and thread, the hand stitches of time
The cattling versus Jackie Burke
and weaving an invisible line
So step for and both light on our feet
We'll travel many a long, dim, street
Would you like a bit of this or a little bit of that,
A little bit of what you like you no harm, you know that
The perpetual echo of the passing beat
A continual river of people
In their and in its permanence
But the streetlamp fills the gutter with gold
So many priceless items bought and
So step for step and both on our feet
We'll many a long, dim, silent street together
Once 'round Circus, up through Petticoat Lane
Past The Well of Shadows and back round again
Arm in arm an abstracted air
To where the stared at the upstairs windows
Because we are living like kings and days will last forever
'Cause sailors from Africa, China and the Archipelago of
Jump ragged and penniless into Shadwell's Tiger Bay
The Welsh and Wagtails, mothers of midnight
The music hall carousal is out into bonfire light
Sending half crazed shadows, giants up the brick wall
Of Mr.Truman's beer factory waving bottles ten feet
one calls it Spitalfields, Whitechapel
Tower Hamlets or Bangle
We're all in the moonlight
We're all on borrowed
Oh, I'm just walking down to, I'm just floating down
Won't you come with me to the of Norton Folgate?
But wait, what's
Dan Leno and a Limehouse
Purposefully nowhere
Oh, I'm happy just about, have a banana
On a Sunday
The stall holders all call and shout to no-one in
people you know
You're just basking in your own
The Technicolor worlds by
But you're the in your own movie
'Cause in the Liberty of Norton Folgate walking 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
to flog you stuff 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 black and white, it's got no
And a man's pops up and down right across you wide screen TV
Only a
Alright two for quid
'Cause in the Liberty of Norton Folgate walking and free
In your second coat, happy just to float
In this piece of liberty
a part of everything you see
'Cause it's old fellows, pickpockets
Dandies, and night wanderers
The feeble, the
Upon whom death had placed a sure hand
Some in and patches
Reeling inarticulate full of noisy and vivacity
Which discordantly upon the ear
And it gives an sensation 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 riverside
In the beginning was the fear of the
In the beginning was the fear of the
He his home there by the dark riverside
He made his home there down by the
They made their there down by the riverside
The city sprang from the river Thames
They made their home there by the riverside
They made their there down by the riverside
The city up from the dark mud of the Thames
I say it
'Cause in the Liberty of Folgate walking wild and free
And in your second coat, happy just to float
In this little taste of
'Cause you're a of everything you see
Yes, a part of everything you see
With a little bit of this and a bit of that
A little bit of what you like does you no and you know that