Luyện nghe bài hát 3rd of June

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

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

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

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

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

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