Luyện nghe bài hát C. Brown

C. wakes from bed
Brushes his and he combs his head for school
Out the and down the street
Down to the and a bus and some friends that he's supposed to meet
But there, not to his
His friends have gone and told C a lie

But you can walk on me
You even need to say a word
You have to worry about the others

I C (see) him and he runs up
Kicks at the air his friends him fall and then laugh
really likes his friends
But in his heart he knows that a dog is as good as any man
Trying to do as we
That doesn't always with doing what feels good

But you can sit in the grass; it feels
You don't even to think a word
You don't to worry, don't worry

Charlie there is a gun
Right in the square he's sketched Lucy on the run
Aims his eye, his head
In a of dust, dear old Lucy's gone
Charlie's trying the golden rule
Draw others as they have been drawn to you

And you can walk on home me
You don't even need to a word
You don't to worry...