Luyện nghe bài hát The Loyaliser

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

Sit in the gridlock the stopped clock
for a new taste? Suck on a breeze-block
Your brain is a doughnut, your a dry cup
This place has the poison to them all right up
London--
Headbutt the

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

The little drummer-boy (though eloquent) bitches
Too old for the bluff game or overnight
He with your pen friend, they speak of your badness
and compose a duet--sounds like and Callas

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

Waiting for a from the Loyaliser
Waiting for a date from the
Crying for a sign from the
Time always on the of the Loyaliser
thinner air with the Loyaliser
You get older, you get but you get no wiser

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

Cowed figures under railway
wait for the coming
They've already your great provider
in his true bloodthirsty human
Time to get
Take any way out you find it
and those who stay around do so because blinded
No light at all you're...CHORUS

London...
a prison...