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, or Birmingham
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 in a sling
I'm truly sorry, but it sounds like a wonderful

I said Charles, 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 facts
And I was into shame to discover
How I'm the 18th pale
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 even knew what drugs were
Oh
So, I broke into the
With a sponge and a spanner
She said, "Eh, I know you, and you sing"
I said, "That's nothing, you hear me play piano"

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

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

We can go for a walk where quiet and dry
And talk about things
But the that flattens my hair
Oh, are the things 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 it's so lonely on a
Past the pub that wrecks your
And the church, all they is your money
The is dead, boys
And it's so lonely on a

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