Luyện nghe bài hát At The Chime of a City Clock

A freeze, get on your knees
Pray for warmth and paper
A city drought, down and out
See your don't taper

Saddle up, kick your
the range of a London street
Travel to a local
Turn around and come again

And at the chime of the city
Put up your road block, hang on to crown
For a in a tin can
Is wealth to the man who leaves his armor down

indoors, beneath the floors
Talk with neighbors
The games you play, make say
either weird or lonely

A city star, shine too far
On of the way you are
And the around your face
Make you sure to fit in place

And at the of the city drum
See how your come in twos or threes or more
For the sound of a busy place is fine for a pretty
Who knows a face is for

The city will soon fall down
a face to hide in
And he will lose if he choose
The one he may in

Sonny boy, with for sale
to ground with a face so pale
And never heard the change
his hand and fell out of range

In the light of a city
Find out the that's fair, keep it by your side
When the light of the falls
You fly to the walls, take off with your bride

But at the of a city clock
Put up your road block, hang on to crown
For a in a tin can
Is wealth to the city man who leaves his armor