Luyện nghe bài hát Overture

This is the story of the Of Norton Folgate

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

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

But in weather this, you should wear a coat, a nice warm hat
A and thread the hand stitches of time
Battling Levinsky Jackie Burk
Bobbing and weaving, an invisible

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

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

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

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

Cos from Africa, China and the archipelago of Malay
Jump ship ragged and penniless into Tiger Bay
The Welsh and wagtails, mothers of midnight
The music hall carousel out into bonfire light
Sending half crazed shadows, giants 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 just walking to, I'm just floating down through
Won't you come with me, to the Liberty of Folgate
But wait!
that?
Dan
And the golem

walking nowhere, oh I'm happy just floating about
(Have a banana)
On a Sunday afternoon, the stallholders all and shout
To no-one in
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
wild and free, in your second hand coat,
Happy just to
In little 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 you moody DVDs
You know? You've seen the film, it's black and white, it's got no
And a man's head 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 just to
In this piece of liberty
You're a of everything you see

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

Ohhhh ahhhhhh etc etc

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

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

Ohhhh ahhhhh etc etc

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

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

(Ha ha ha, right)

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

With a little bit of
And a bit of that
A little bit of what you does you no harm
And you know

ahhhhhh ahhhhh etc etc (repeat to end)