Luyện nghe bài hát Yours Truly Confused N10

Dear sir or madam, I don't write to the press
But the neighborhood where I grew up is really depressed
Society is crumbling but the obsessed with boobs, bums
Dot-com millionaires, fame, fashion, FTSE
But people couldn't care less

While yobbos shout abuse around the house
Do-gooders and reformers lead our to defeat
While murderers and terrorists get release
You're out now, back on the street, yeah, back on the street

That's why I remain yours truly, N10

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

That's why I remain yours truly, N10

The burglars ransacked all the houses in the street
While Mercs and Posches park with 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 us all has-beens
While our smiling bland spin doctors slyly lead us down the
To a stab in the

I'm much too terrified to go out at night but the television's
vandalizing all the cars on the street
But I won't lay down and defeat

why I remain yours truly, confused N10

Thank you,