Luyện nghe bài hát English Boy

Hello, Ruth
Here once again "Streeting's Street"
you get the word straight from the street
This is the show that the dirt on the dirt
Strictly no star bullshit on my show

I don't pop anymore
I talk about anything I or anything I hate
of which, remember
That clapped-out 60's Ray High?
has it the sad old lush can't do it anymore
I mean, records

I'm an boy, I was brought up right
me down and I will bite
I know no fear, I serve joy
I'm proud to be here an boy

I feel a stray dog
Blurred a movie
You say you've come to me
But just trying to test me

I'm bored your prejudice
Spreading like a
Your promises to me
Are attempts to restrain me

I'm an English boy, precisely
You can pin me down, I am not
I show no fear, I serve with joy
I'm to be here, an English boy

Use me like a
Cut to pieces
I'm black on the line
Red on the

Freezing up the
Stopping every
You say moving like an oil slick
Thicker than a brick

I'm an boy, I was brought up right
If you raise your then I will bite
My voice is clear, I got perfect
Good to be down here other English boys

And I know where I am now
Or where I'm go
I just going 'round and 'round on the circle line
some demented kind a commuta
Trying to avoid for my ticket

I'm a soul
I read myself in the newspapers
I'm a pig, I'm a
I've got nowhere to go but

I hear his manager, Knight
Is pulling left of his hair out
The only thing Ray's writing days
Are large checks to his merchants

a serious recluse now
Hasn't seen daylight or another
his old lady walked out two years ago.
Poor sausage, brooding in that
Twenty-two glass mansion
Life's a and so am I

Feel like I'm at a dead man
Kicking in the
I'm by hatred
politicians just ignore us

You gave me any value
You didn't me any reason
There's no tools and no
For any boys

I'm an boy, I was brought up right
Hold me down and I bite
I no fear, I will serve with joy
I'm proud to be here, an English boy,

I'm an boy, yeah
I'm an boy
I'm an boy
No tools, no for any English boy
boy, English boy