Luyện nghe bài hát The Queen Is Dead

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

I don't bless
to this land's cheerless marshes
Hemmed in like a boar between
Her very Lowness with a in a sling
I'm truly sorry, but it sounds like a thing

I said Charles, don't you crave
To on the front of the Daily Mail
Dressed in Mother's bridal veil?
Oh
And so, I all the registered historical facts
And I was shocked into to discover
How I'm the 18th descendant
Of some old or other

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

Some nine-year old who peddles drugs
I to God
I swear, I even knew what drugs were
Oh
So, I broke the palace
With a and a rusty spanner
She said, "Eh, I you, and you cannot sing"
I said, "That's nothing, you should hear me piano"

We can go for a walk where it's and dry
And talk about precious
But when you're tied to Mother's apron
talks about castration
Oh

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

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

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

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

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