Luyện nghe bài hát At The Chime of a City Clock

A city freeze, get on knees
Pray for and green paper
A city drought, you're and out
See your trousers taper

up, kick your feet
Ride the range of a London
to a local plane
Turn around and come back

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

Stay indoors, the floors
Talk with only
The games you play, make say
You're either 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 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 down
Without a face to in
And he will lose if he choose
The one he may in

Sonny boy, smokes for sale
Went to ground with a so pale
And never about 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 of the city falls
You fly to the city walls, take off with 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