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 down to the dilly to check out the scene
But I soon ended upon the old drag

There the he-males and the she-males in style
And the old man with the money flash you a smile
In the dark of an alley you'd work for a
For a one off the wrist down on the old main drag

In the winter nights, the old town, it was chill
But there were boys in the cafes who'd give you pills
If you have the money, you'd cajole or you'd beg
There was always lots of tuinol on the old main

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

In the tube station, the old who were on the way out
dribble and vomit and grovel and shout
And the coppers would come along and push them
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