Luyện nghe bài hát Crossfire

Spring lights in a May
And a man with a gun at the
Someone's crawling on the roof
All the media for the show

I've been for our friends to come
Like spiders down to free-fall
A round clip for a visiting cards
Admit one to the ball

Caught in the on Princes Gate Avenue
In go the windows, out go the
So call me a doctor, me a policeman
I'm down on the in one hell of a fight

I'm a soul with an innocent face
A boy dressed in blue
myself in a proper way
As befitting the job I do

They came on me like a ton of bricks
Swept off my feet, about
nothing for it but to sit and wait
For the men to get me out

I'm caught in the crossfire on Princes Avenue
In go the windows, out go the
So me a doctor, fetch me a policeman
I'm down on the in one hell of a fight

Calm floats from the street below
And the slow fuse burns the night
tried to talk it through
But can't seem to get the deal right

Somewhere there are in a two-hand holds
and locked, one up the spout
There's for it but to sit and wait
For the men to get me out

I'm in the crossfire on Princes Gate Avenue
In go the windows, out go the
So call me a doctor, me a policeman
I'm down on the floor in one of a fight

In go the
So call me a doctor, fetch me a
I'm down on the

Caught in the crossfire, Princes Gate
In go the
So call me a doctor, me a policeman
on the floor

Caught in the crossfire, Gate Avenue
In go the
Caught in the