Luyện nghe bài hát Yours Truly Confused N10

Dear sir or madam, I normally write to the press
But the where I grew up is really quite depressed
Society is crumbling but the media's obsessed with boobs,
Dot-com millionaires, fame, fashion, shares
But they couldn't care less

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

That's why I yours truly, confused N10

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

That's why I yours truly, confused N10

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

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

I'm much too terrified to go out at but the television's boring
They're vandalizing all the cars on the
But I won't lay down and take

That's why I remain yours truly, N10

you, goodnight