Luyện nghe bài hát Yours Truly Confused N10

Dear sir or madam, I normally write to the press
But the neighborhood where I up is really quite depressed
Society is crumbling but the media's with boobs, bums
millionaires, fame, fashion, FTSE shares
But people couldn't care less

While parliamentary yobbos shout around the house
and reformers lead our nation to defeat
While and terrorists get compassionate release
out now, you're back on the street, yeah, back on the street

That's why I yours truly, confused N10

I my eyes and lay back and I think of England
I dream about that green and pleasant land we as England
That throne of kings, that isle set in a silver sea
Has turned into a laughing stock without harmony

That's why I remain yours truly, N10

The have ransacked all the houses in the street
While Mercs and Posches double park sheer impunity
When away the ponces plead to all and sundry
Referee, about me?

So forgive my of confidence and total low esteem
But the dog eat dog society has deemed us all
While our smiling bland spin doctors slyly us down the track
To a stab in the

I'm much too terrified to go out at night but the boring
They're all the cars on the street
But I lay down and take defeat

That's why I yours truly, confused N10

Thank you,