Luyện nghe bài hát The London Boys

Cow bell strikes night
Your are heavy and your limbs all ache
You've some coffee, butter and bread
You can't make a thing cause the dead
You away
Hold your folks you're gonna away

Bright lights, Soho, Wardour
You hope you make friends with the guys that you
shows you round
Now you've met the boys
Things seem good again, someone about you

Oh, the first time you tried a pill
You feel a queasy, decidedly ill
gonna be sick, but you mustn't lose faith
To let yourself would be a big disgrace
With the boys, with the London boys

You're only seventeen, but you think grown
In the month you've been away from your home
You the pills too much
You don't give a damn about that you've got
So long as you're with the London

A London boy, oh a boy
Your clothes are your pride and joy
A London boy, a boy
You're crying out that you're a London boy
You think had a lot of fun
But you got nothing, you're on the run
too late now, cause you're out there boy
You've got it made with the rest of the
Now you wish you'd never left home
You've got what you wanted but you're on own
With the London
Now met the London boys (3 times)