Luyện nghe bài hát The Old Main Drag

When I first to London, I was only sixteen
a fiver in my pocket and my ol' dancin' bag
I went down to the dilly to check out the
But I soon ended upon the old drag

There the he-males and the paraded in style
And the old man with the money would flash you a
In the of an alley you'd work for a five
For a swift one off the wrist down on the old drag

In the cold nights, the old town, it was chill
But there were boys in the cafes give you cheap pills
If you didn't the money, you'd cajole or you'd beg
was always lots of tuinol on the old main drag

One evening as I was lyin' down in Leicester
I was up by the coppers and kicked in the balls
Between the metal doors at Vine Street, I was beaten and
And they my good looks for the old main drag

In the tube station, the old ones who on the way out
Would dribble and vomit and grovel and
And the coppers would come and push them about
And I wished I could escape from the old main

And now I'm lyin' here, had too much booze
been spat on and shat on and raped and abused
I know that I am dyin' and I I could beg
For some money to me from the old main drag