Luyện nghe bài hát At The Chime of a City Clock

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

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

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

indoors, beneath the floors
Talk neighbors only
The games you play, people say
You're either or lonely

A star, won't shine too far
On of the way you are
And the around your face
you sure to fit back in place

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

The city clown will soon fall
a face to hide in
And he will lose if he won't
The one he may in

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

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

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