Luyện nghe bài hát Hong Kong

Lord, me now
Junk boats and boys
Crashing out in
Electric and guns

You me
I'm a on your tongue
on the nineteenth floor
The lights make me calm

And late in a star's
It begins to
And all the people in a
for the machine
To pick the up, leave it clean

Kid, hang here
What learning in school
Is the rise of an sun
Gonna be good for

The radio disappeared
Music into thin air
The DJ was the last to
She had hair
Was beautiful but nothing was there