Luyện nghe bài hát The Loyaliser

The model by the giant gas tank
The street corner next to the robbed bank
The poorhouse next to the palace
A tower of riches, it the abyss

Sit in the gridlock the stopped clock
Long for a new taste? Suck on a
Your is a doughnut, your spirit's a dry cup
This place has the poison to fill all right up
London--
Headbutt the

The girl with the bit and fondness for blackmail
You made her a secret, now she she can't fail
weakness was known well, she earned her a bombshell
Her life's worth of grievance now hangs from your

The little sadly (though eloquent) bitches
Too old for the bluff game or riches
He meets with pen friend, they speak of your badness
and compose a duet--sounds like Tarzan and

been a victimiser and I've been victimised
I've a sly betrayer who has been demonised
I've been an instrument of all I
So to all you absent leeches--safe
I'm not around to hear your pious speeches you're...

Waiting for a from the Loyaliser
Waiting for a date from the
Crying for a from the Loyaliser
always on the side of the Loyaliser
Into thinner air the Loyaliser
You get older, you get but you get no wiser

Now you must adjust ears to the sound of trouble
getting louder and louder and louder and
Forget the "like-with-like," now there is other
as the walls to buckle and turn into powder

Cowed figures railway arches
wait for the coming
They've already seen your provider
in his true bloodthirsty form
Time to get
Take any way out when you it
and those who stay around do so because they're
No at all when you're...CHORUS

London...
a prison...