Luyện nghe bài hát Up The `pool

I'm going up the 'pool from the smoke below
To taste my mum's jam and see our aunty Flo
The candy floss salesman watches in the sand
Down for a freaky weekend in the hope they'll be meeting
Universe

The iron tower smiles upon the silver sea
And along the golden mile be swigging mugs of tea
The there who've come to take the air
While posing for the daily press, will look
And blame the on Edward Bear

There'll be bucket, and bingo, cockles, mussels
Rainy days, seaweed and castles, icy waves
Deck chairs, rubber dinghies, old vests, braces down
Sun tanned starfish in a daze

We're going up the from down the smoke below
To my mum's jam sarnies and see our aunty Flo
The floss salesman watches ladies in the sand
for a freaky weekend in the hope that they'll be meeting
Mister

be buckets, spades and bingo, cockles, mussels
Rainy days, and sand castles, icy waves
Deck chairs, rubber dinghies, old vests, dangling down
Sun tanned starfish in a daze

Oh,
Oh,