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 quite depressed
Society is but the media's obsessed with boobs, bums
Dot-com millionaires, fame, fashion, shares
But they couldn't care less

While parliamentary 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 remain yours truly, N10

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

why I remain yours truly, confused N10

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

So forgive my lack of confidence and 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 in the back

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

That's why I remain yours truly, N10

you, goodnight