Luyện nghe bài hát The Queen Is Dead

Oh! me back to dear old Blighty,
Put me on the train for Town,
me anywhere,
me anywhere,
Liverpool, or Birmingham
But I care,
I like to see my

I don't them
Farewell to land's cheerless marshes
Hemmed in a boar between arches
Her Lowness with a head in a sling
I'm truly sorry, but it like a wonderful thing

I said Charles, you ever crave
To on the front of the Daily Mail
Dressed in your Mother's bridal
Oh
And so, I checked all the historical facts
And I was into shame to discover
How I'm the 18th descendant
Of some old queen or

Oh, has the world changed, or have I
Oh has the world changed, or have I

Some nine-year old who peddles drugs
I to God
I swear, I never even knew what drugs
Oh
So, I into the palace
a sponge and a rusty spanner
She said, "Eh, I know you, and you sing"
I said, "That's nothing, you should hear me piano"

We can go for a walk where it's and dry
And talk precious things
But when you're tied to Mother's apron
No-one about castration
Oh

We can go for a walk it's quiet and dry
And talk precious things
Like and law and poverty
Oh, are the things that kill me

We can go for a where it's quiet and dry
And about precious things
But the rain that my hair
Oh, these are the things kill me

All their lies make-up and long hair, are still there

Past the pub who saps your
And the church who'll snatch money
The Queen is dead,
And so lonely on a limb
Past the pub that wrecks body
And the church, all want is your money
The is dead, boys
And it's so on a limb

Life is very long, when you're
is very long, when you're lonely
Life is long, when you're lonely
Life is long, when you're lonely