Luyện nghe bài hát Turning American

do you British achievement, and living when times were good?
watching the start of the end of an era, would you go if you could?
I was younger, the smell of the hunger, in all of the music you played
kept me believing you lived for the and not just the cash to be made
'cos it's a where people happen, it's the corner of success
everybody loves you, and never second best
the smell of money, and you follow it to death
I smell... the shit... upon breath

I you when you were an Englishman
but now turning American, turning American
(x2)

walking away the crumbling empire
won't make it anymore
changing your style 'cos the tells me
how can you sleep? you're a whore

and you'd the steaming phallus if it'd offered you a hit
clean you of and then they'll make you fit
you think you'll glide to stardom then you'll them what you've got
pride, your balls, they own your lot

I want to be American, I to be a star
you should be there, you should go far
but I don't want to 'cos I know it all now
you should be to find out how
you'll be a wanna be, you look too far away...

'cos it's a place where people happen, it's the of success
everybody loves you and you're second best
the of easy money, and you follow it to death
I smell... the shit... upon breath