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, you like a bit of that

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

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

you like 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 echo of the passing
A continual dark of people
In it's transience and in it's
But, when the streetlamp the gutter with gold
So priceless items bought and sold

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

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

Cos sailors from Africa, and the archipelago of Malay
Jump ship and penniless into Shadwells Tiger Bay
The Welsh and Irish wagtails, mothers of
The hall carousel enspilling out into bonfire light
Sending half 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 dancing in the moonlight, all
On ground.

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

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

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

They're coming and right
Trying to flog you stuff you need or want
And a smiling chap takes hand
And drags you in his Uncles
(ee-yar, ee-yar, ee-yar)

There's a Chinese man trying hard to you moody DVDs
You know? You've the film, it's black and white, it's got no sound
And a head pops up and down
Right your 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,
Happy just to
In this little piece of
You're a part of you see

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

Ohhhh ahhhhh etc etc

In the was a fear of the immigrant
In the was a fear of the immigrant
made his way down to the dark riverside

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

ahhhhhh ahhhhh etc etc

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

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

(Ha ha ha, right)

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

With a bit of this
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)