Luyện nghe bài hát Lions

Red sun go way over dirty town
Starlings are sweeping crazy shoals
They send a girl is there high heeling across the
Wind around in her hair and the flags upon the poles
in the crowd to cross at the light
She looks to find a face she can like

Church clinging on just to trying to get a crowd for Evensong
cares to depend upon the chime it plays
They're all in the station praying for trains the late again
It's getting darker all the time these days
Drunk old soldier he gave her a he's crazy lion he's howling for a fight

Strap gunshot sound doors slamming on the overground
Starlings are tough but the lions are of stone
Her evening paper is torn but there's hope later Capricorns
stars give her just enough to get her home
Then she's about a swing to the right
But she's about a stranger in the night

I'm thinking about the lions, about the loins
What to the lions, to the lions, to the lions, to the lions

Thinking about the
Thinking the loins