Luyện nghe bài hát The Queen Is Dead

Oh! Take me 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 this cheerless marshes
Hemmed in like a between arches
Her very Lowness with a in a sling
I'm truly sorry, but it sounds like a thing

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

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

Some old tough who peddles drugs
I to God
I swear, I never even knew what were
Oh
So, I into the palace
With a sponge and a spanner
She said, "Eh, I you, and you cannot sing"
I said, "That's nothing, you should me play piano"

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

We can go for a walk where quiet and dry
And about precious things
Like love and law and
Oh, these are the things that me

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

All their lies about and long hair, are still there

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

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