Luyện nghe bài hát Pigeons

Who put fifty tons of on the foreign office roof?
Who suffers from known diseases?
Who up in the mornin' when the sun comes up
And their beds, paper clips, bus tickets
All around heads?

Who congregate around Trafalgar
Taking pot shots at the
Oh you've got to out
When you wander 'round the in the mornin'
they're everywhere, they're everywhere

Here we have an man
A servant to boot
He lived up in the ministry
And he wished to make a point
He knew what to do
His window ledges were all covered in
"I want out of here"

He said to me, "I them gone"
you see, oh don't you see
None of us are any younger
You've got to follow your
And if it you that you've got to go
that's because
They're everywhere, everywhere

So we called in men, those horrible men
We set them to work on the
You see van is very plain
And I they're too ashamed
To wear their by appointment anymore

they use Vaseline, sometimes they use the pill
I've often seen them a gun
But as the years go by, old seem to die
And they knockatize them all
Oh you've got to out
As you wander 'round the in the mornin'
Oh they're everywhere, everywhere