Luyện nghe bài hát 3rd of June

This is the third of June, nineteen eight
A highly day
Some airplane gliding into one of the bigger clouds over
In a downtown far away, Mr. Toomy, our face in a
The was slow and tired
The wall street boys wearing their around their neck
Like boxers towels a fight
Mr. Toomy stopped his pinstripe suit outside a barber
Looked at his face, took off his jacket and on it

Who's that, what's that, what do you
I'll know where I lost my dream
Who's that, what's that, your name
of June, end of game

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

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

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

Who's that, what's that, what do you
I'll never know I lost my dream
Who's that, what's that, gimme your
of June, end of game