Luyện nghe bài hát The Loyaliser

The model by the giant gas tank
The street corner gun-market next to the robbed
The poorhouse to the Uniroyal palace
A tower of riches, it the abyss

Sit in the gridlock under the clock
Long for a new Suck on a breeze-block
Your brain is a doughnut, spirit's a dry cup
This place has the to fill them all right up
Lockdown
Headbutt the

The girl with the bit and fondness for blackmail
You her a secret, now she knows she can't fail
Your was known well, she earned her a bombshell
Her life's worth of grievance now from your coat-tails

The little drummer-boy sadly (though eloquent)
Too old for the bluff or overnight riches
He meets with your pen friend, speak of your badness
and compose a duet--sounds like Tarzan and

I've been a and I've been victimised
I've been a sly betrayer who has been
been an instrument of all I hate
So here's to all you absent
I'm not around to your pious speeches while you're...

Waiting for a from the Loyaliser
Waiting for a date the Loyaliser
Crying for a sign the Loyaliser
Time on the side of the Loyaliser
Into air with the Loyaliser
You get older, you get scared but you get no

Now you adjust your ears to the sound of trouble
getting louder and and louder and louder
Forget the "like-with-like," now there is other
as the walls begin to buckle and into powder

Cowed under railway arches
wait for the storm
They've already your great provider
in his true human form
Time to get
Take any way out when you it
and who stay around do so because they're blinded
No at all when you're...CHORUS

London...
a prison...