Luyện nghe bài hát Overture

This is the story of the Of Norton Folgate

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

A little bit of this, would you 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
Levinsky versus Jackie Burk
Bobbing and weaving, an invisible

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

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

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

Once round Arnold Circus, and up through Petticoat
Past the well of shadows, and once back round
Arm in arm, an abstracted air
To the people stare
Out of the upstairs
Because we are living like
And these days last forever

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

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

Oh, I'm walking down to, I'm just floating down through
Won't you come me, to the Liberty 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 all call and shout
To no-one in
Avoiding people you know, you're just in you're own company
The world's going by, but you're the lead in your own movie

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

coming left and right
Trying to flog you you don't need or want
And a smiling takes your hand
And drags you in his Uncles
(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, got no sound
And a head 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 of Norton Folgate
Walking and free, in your second hand coat,
Happy to float
In this little of liberty
You're a of everything you see

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

Ohhhh ahhhhhh etc etc

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

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

Ohhhh ahhhhh etc etc

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

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

(Ha ha ha, right)

in the Liberty of Norton Folgate
Walking and free
And in second hand coat
Happy to float
In this little taste of
Cos you're a part of you see
Yes, you're a of everything you see

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

Ohhhh ahhhhhh etc etc (repeat to end)