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, you're and out
See your trousers don't

Saddle up, kick your
Ride the of a London street
Travel to a local
around and come back 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 city man who leaves his down

Stay indoors, the floors
with neighbors only
The you play, make people say
You're either weird or

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

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

The city clown will soon fall
Without a to hide in
And he lose if he won't choose
The one he may in

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

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

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