Luyện nghe bài hát Yours Truly Confused N10

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

parliamentary yobbos shout abuse around the house
Do-gooders and reformers our nation to defeat
murderers and terrorists get compassionate release
You're out now, you're 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 dream about that green and pleasant we knew as England
That throne of kings, sceptred isle set in a silver sea
Has turned into a laughing stock without harmony

why I remain yours truly, confused N10

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

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

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

That's why I yours truly, confused N10

Thank you,