Luyện nghe bài hát Yours Truly Confused N10

Dear sir or madam, I normally write to the press
But the neighborhood where I grew up is really depressed
is crumbling but the media's obsessed with boobs, bums
Dot-com millionaires, fame, fashion, FTSE
But they 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, you're back on the street, yeah, on the street

That's why I remain truly, confused N10

I close my eyes and lay back and I think of
I dream about green and pleasant land we knew as England
That throne of kings, sceptred isle set in a silver sea
Has turned into a laughing stock divided harmony

That's why I yours truly, confused N10

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

So forgive my lack of and total low esteem
But the dog eat dog society has us all has-beens
our smiling bland spin doctors slyly lead 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 won't lay and take defeat

That's why I remain yours truly, N10

you, goodnight