Luyện nghe bài hát 3rd of June

This is the third of June, nineteen eighty
A unimportant day
Some airplane gliding into one of the bigger clouds Manhattan
In a far away, Mr. Toomy, our face in a crowd
The was slow and tired
The wall street boys wearing ties around their neck
Like boxers after a fight
Mr. Toomy stopped his pinstripe suit outside a shop
at his face, took off his jacket and stepped on it

Who's that, that, what do you mean
I'll never know where I lost my
Who's that, what's that, gimme name
Third of June, end of

No to the right
No looking to the
Lenny is a target, always on
is a target, nobody shoots
Lenny is a lost the route
Ruins of a childs old
Ruins of a was Miami
Lenny is a target, nobody
is a target lost the route

Who's that, that, what do you mean
I'll never know when I my dream
Who's that, what's that, gimme your
Third of June, end of

Mr. stopped his pinstripe suit outside a barber shop
at his face
Took off his
Put it on the
on it
And started preaching a monk from another world
After some minutes, he had a crowd
Which disappeared when a police car by slowly
rolling gloom
And Mr. Toomy throws his voice 'til he was the one in the area
At early night of June third, nineteen eighty eight

Who's that, what's that, do you mean
I'll never know when I lost my
Who's that, what's that, gimme name
Third of June, end of