Luyện nghe bài hát Yours Truly, Confused N10

Dear sir or madame, I don't normally write to the
But the neighbourhood where I grew up is really depressed.
Society is crumbling but the media's obsessed boobs, bums,
Dot com, millionaires, fame, fashion, footsie
But people they care less.

parliamentary yobbos shout abuse around the house
Do-gooders and reformers our nation to defeat.
While and terrorists get compassionate release
out now. You're back on the street yeh, back on the street.

That's why I remain yours truly, N10.

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

why I remain yours truly, confused N10

The burglars ransacked all the houses in the street
While Mercs and Posches double park sheer impunity.
When towed away the ponces to all and sundry
Referee about me?

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

I'm much too terrified to go out at night but the boring.
They're vandalising all the cars on the
but I lay down and take defeat.

That's why I remain truly, confused N10

you goodnight