Luyện nghe bài hát Middle-class Heroes

(Hello, have we here?)
(A lady!)
(To what do I owe this surprise my pretty one?)
(How may I be of service this and wintry night?)
(Ah, I see... you wish me to look into the future, future)
(After GCSEs, A-levels, University...)
(After your first badly job in advertising)
(Okay my pretty... just cross my palm plastic, and I'll see what I
can do)
(Wait!)
(The fog is lifting...)
I see oriental globes
hanging like cocoons
exotic candles overload
the air with their stale perfumes
And I see lentils, beans, seaweed and
in jars on the
And it ain't hardly enough to feed the
running the lines of allergy pills
All things will come to pass
when heroes of the
face up to their
I see and fertility god
got thirty seven limbs to spare
And tasteless tablecloths
double up as evening wear
And I see naked bodies and turn
on the futon of dreams
But their three-year-old kid unconcerned
He'd rather all those allergy pills
All these things will come to
when heroes of the
up to their responsibilities
I see vulgarity
institutionalised
infinite
up little souls - join the doomed army
Fight the good fight - wage the war
Elegance against
Difference against
Wit shit
My words fly up to heaven, my thoughts remain
Words said feeling never to heaven go...
All things will come to pass
when of the middle-class
up, repent, and pay the price
for creating life
An for which they must atone
and sacrifice own