Luyện nghe bài hát Overture

This is the story of the Of Norton Folgate

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Purposefully walking nowhere, oh I'm happy just about
(Have a banana)
On a Sunday afternoon, the stallholders all call and
To no-one in
Avoiding people you know, just basking in you're own company
The technicolour world's going by, but you're the lead in your own

Cos in the Liberty of Folgate
Walking wild and free, in second hand coat,
Happy to float
In this little taste of
A of everything you see

coming left and right
Trying to flog you stuff you don't need or
And a smiling chap takes hand
And drags you in his Uncles
(ee-yar, ee-yar, ee-yar)

There's a Chinese man trying to flog you moody DVDs
You know? seen the film, it's black and white, it's got no sound
And a man's head pops up and
Right across widescreen 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
Walking wild and free, in your hand coat,
just to float
In this piece of liberty
a part of everything you see

There's the old fellows, pickpockets, dandy's, extortioners
And wanderers, the feeble, the ghastly, upon whom death
Had a very sure hand,
in shreds and patches,
Reeling inarticulate full of noisy and inordinate
That discordantly upon the ear
And gives an aching sensation to pair of eyeballs
(Noisy and vivacity)

Ohhhh ahhhhhh etc etc

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

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

ahhhhhh ahhhhh etc etc

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

They made their home there down by the
They made their homes there down by the
The city sprang up the dark mud of the Thames
say it again

(Ha ha ha, right)

'Cos in the of Norton Folgate
Walking wild and
And in second 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 little bit of
And a little bit of
A little bit of what you does you no harm
And you that

ahhhhhh ahhhhh etc etc (repeat to end)