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

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

I don't them
Farewell to this cheerless marshes
Hemmed in like a boar between
Her very Lowness with a head in a
I'm sorry, but it sounds like a wonderful thing

I said Charles, don't you crave
To appear on the front of the Daily
Dressed in your Mother's bridal
Oh
And so, I all the registered 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 I changed?
Oh has the changed, or have I changed?

Some nine-year old tough who peddles
I to God
I swear, I never knew what drugs were
Oh
So, I broke the palace
With a sponge and a 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 precious things
But when you're tied to Mother's apron
No-one about castration
Oh

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

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

All their lies about and long hair, are still there

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

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