Luyện nghe bài hát Overture

This is the story of the Of Norton Folgate

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

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

But in weather like this, you wear a coat, a nice warm hat
A needle and thread the stitches 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 silent

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

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

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

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

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

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

Purposefully walking nowhere, oh I'm happy just about
(Have a banana)
On a afternoon, the stallholders 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 hand coat,
Happy to float
In this little taste of
A part of you see

coming left and right
Trying to you stuff you don't need or want
And a chap 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, black and white, it's got no sound
And a head pops up and down
across 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,
just to float
In this little piece of
You're a of everything you see

the sturdy old fellows, pickpockets, dandy's, extortioners
And night wanderers, the feeble, the ghastly, upon whom
Had a very sure hand,
in shreds and patches,
Reeling inarticulate of noisy and inordinate vivacity
That jars upon the ear
And gives an aching to both 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 made his way down to the dark

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

Ohhhh ahhhhhh etc etc

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

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

(Ha ha ha, right)

'Cos in the of Norton Folgate
wild and free
And in your second hand
Happy to float
In this little taste of
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 you no harm
And you know

Ohhhh ahhhhhh etc etc (repeat to end)