Luyện nghe bài hát 3rd of June

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

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

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

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

Mr. Toomy stopped his 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 a police car passed by slowly
rolling gloom
And Mr. Toomy throws his 'til he was the only one in the area
At this early of June third, nineteen eighty eight

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