Luyện nghe bài hát At The Chime of a City Clock

A city freeze, get on knees
Pray for warmth and green
A city drought, down and out
See your trousers taper

Saddle up, kick feet
Ride the of a London street
Travel to a local
Turn around and back again

And at the chime of the city
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

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

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

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

The city will soon fall down
Without a face to 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, it by your side
When the light of the falls
You fly to the city walls, take off with your

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 man who leaves his armor down