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

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

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

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

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

Some nine-year old who peddles drugs
I to God
I swear, I never even what drugs 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 hear me play piano"

We can go for a where it's quiet and dry
And talk about things
But you're tied to your Mother's apron
No-one talks castration
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 where it's quiet and dry
And talk precious things
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 who'll snatch money
The Queen is dead,
And so lonely on a limb
Past the pub that wrecks body
And the church, all they want is your
The Queen is dead,
And it's so lonely on a

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