Luyện nghe bài hát English Boy (Reprise)

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

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

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

I feel a stray dog
like a movie
You say you've to arrest me
But you're trying to test me

I'm bored your prejudice
Spreading a fever
Your promises to me
Are just to restrain me

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

Use me a headline
Cut to pieces
I'm black on the tube
Red on the

Freezing up the
every stopwatch
You say we're moving like an oil
Thicker than a brick

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

And I don't where I am now
Or where I'm go
I keep going 'round and 'round on the circle line
some demented kind a commuta
Trying to avoid paying for my

I'm a lost
I read about in the newspapers
I'm a pig, I'm a
got nowhere to go but down

I his manager, Rastus Knight
Is pulling what's left of his out
The thing Ray's writing these days
Are large to his booze merchants

He's a recluse now
Hasn't seen or another woman
Since his old lady out two years ago.
Poor little sausage, in that
Twenty-two room glass
a bitch and so am I

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

You never me any value
You didn't give me any
There's no tools and no
For any boys

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

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