Luyện nghe bài hát The Queen Is Dead (Take Me Back to Dear Old Blighty)

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

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

I said Charles, don't you ever
To on the front of the Daily Mail
Dressed in your bridal veil?
Oh
And so, I checked all the historical facts
And I was shocked into shame to
How I'm the 18th descendant
Of some old queen or

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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