Luyện nghe bài hát White Wine In The Sun

I really like
sentimental, I know, but I just really like it
I am hardly
I'd rather break bread with than Desmond Tutu, to be honest

And yes, I have all of the usual
To consumerism, the commercialisation of an religion
To the westernisation of a Palestinian
Press-ganged into selling and beer
But I still really it

I'm looking to Christmas
Though I'm not expecting a visit Jesus

I'll be my dad
My and sisters, my gran and my mum
They'll be white wine in the sun
I'll be my dad
My brother and sisters, my and my mum
They'll be drinking white in the sun

I go in for ancient wisdom
I don't believe just 'cos ideas are it means they're worthy
I get freaked out by
Some of the hymns that they sing have nice chords but the are spooky

And yes I have all of the objections
To the mis-education of who, in tax-exempt institutions,
Are to externalise blame
And to feel ashamed and to things as plain right and wrong
But I like the songs

I'm not big presents
The old combination of socks, jocks and is just fine by me

Cos be seeing my dad
My and sisters, my gran and my mum
They'll be white wine in the sun
be seeing my dad
My brother and sisters, my and my mum
They'll be white wine in the sun

And you, my baby
My jetlagged infant
be handed round the room
Like a puppy at a primary
And you won't
But you will someday
That wherever you are and whatever you
These are the people make you feel safe in this world
My sweet blue-eyed

And if my baby
When you're or thirty-one
And Christmas comes
And you find yourself thousand miles from home
know what ever comes

Your brothers and and me and your Mum
Will be for you in the sun
you come
Your brothers and sisters, aunts and your uncles
Your grandparents, cousins and me and mum
We'll be for you in the sun
white wine in the sun
Darling, when comes
We'll be for you in the sun
Drinking white in the sun
for you in the sun
for you...
Waiting...

I really Christmas
sentimental, I know...