Luyện nghe bài hát Overture

This is the of the Liberty Of Norton Folgate

Old Norris, the musical shrimp and the cadging ramble...

A bit of this, would you like a bit of that

But in weather like this, you should wear a coat, a warm hat
A needle and thread the hand of time
Battling versus Jackie Burk
and weaving, an invisible line

So for step and both light on our feet
We'll travel many along dim street

Would you like a bit of this, or a little bit of (Misses)
A little bit of what you like does you no harm, you that
The perpetual steady of the passing beat
A continual dark river of
In it's and in it's permanence
But, when the streetlamp fills the gutter with
So many items bought and sold

So step for and both light on our feet
travel many along dim silent street (together)

Once round Arnold Circus, and up through Petticoat
Past the well of shadows, and once back again
Arm in arm, with an air
To the people stare
Out of the windows
Because we are like kings
And these days will last

Cos from Africa, China and the archipelago of Malay
ship ragged and penniless into Shadwells Tiger Bay
The Welsh and Irish wagtails, mothers of
The music hall enspilling out into bonfire light
Sending half crazed shadows, giants dancing up the brick
Of Mr beer factory, waving, bottles ten feet tall

Whether one calls it Spitalfields, Whitechapel, Hamlets
Or Banglatown. We're all dancing in the moonlight, all
On ground.

Oh, I'm just walking to, I'm just floating down through
Won't you with me, to the Liberty of Norton Folgate
But wait!
that?
Dan
And the golem

Purposefully nowhere, oh I'm happy just floating about
(Have a banana)
On a Sunday afternoon, the all call and shout
To in particular
Avoiding people you know, just basking in you're own company
The technicolour going by, but you're the lead in your own movie

Cos in the Liberty of Folgate
Walking wild and free, in your second coat,
just to float
In this taste of liberty
A of everything you see

They're coming and right
to flog you stuff you don't need or want
And a smiling chap your hand
And you in his Uncles restaurant
(ee-yar, ee-yar, ee-yar)

There's a Chinese man trying hard to flog you moody
You know? You've seen the film, it's black and white, it's got no
And a man's pops up and down
Right across your TV
(Only a fiver)
('Ow much?)
(Alright, two for quid)
(Ee-yar, ee-yar, look, I'm it away)
(Givin' it away!)

Cos in the Liberty of Folgate
wild and free, in your second hand coat,
Happy to float
In this piece of liberty
a part of everything you see

There's the sturdy old fellows, pickpockets, dandy's,
And wanderers, the feeble, the ghastly, upon whom death
Had placed a very hand,
Some in and patches,
Reeling full of noisy and inordinate vivacity
jars discordantly upon the ear
And gives an aching to both pair of eyeballs
(Noisy and vivacity)

Ohhhh ahhhhhh etc etc

In the beginning was a fear of the
In the beginning was a fear of the
He's made his way to the dark riverside

In the was a fear of the immigrant
In the beginning was a fear of the
He's made his there down by the dark riverside

Ohhhh ahhhhhh etc etc

He made his home down by the riverside
They made homes there down by the riverside
The sprang up from the dark river Thames

They made home there down by the riverside
They made their there down by the riverside
The city sprang up from the dark mud of the
I'll say it

(Ha ha ha, right)

'Cos in the Liberty of Folgate
Walking wild and
And in your hand coat
Happy to float
In this taste of liberty
Cos you're a part of you see
Yes, you're a part of you see

With a bit of this
And a little bit of
A little bit of what you like does you no
And you know

ahhhhhh ahhhhh etc etc (repeat to end)