Luyện nghe bài hát Lions

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

Church bell clinging on just to to get a crowd for Evensong
Nobody cares to upon the chime it plays
all in the station praying for trains the congregation late again
It's getting darker all the time flagpole days
Drunk old soldier he gave her a fright he's lion he's howling for a fight

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

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

Thinking about the
Thinking about the