Luyện nghe bài hát Lions

Red sun go down way over dirty
Starlings are sweeping crazy shoals
send a girl is there 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 around to a face she can like

bell clinging on just to trying to get a crowd for Evensong
Nobody cares to depend upon the chime it
They're all in the praying for trains the congregation late again
It's getting darker all the these flagpole days
Drunk old soldier he gave her a fright he's crazy lion he's howling for a

Strap hanging 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
Lucky stars her just enough to get her home
Then reading about a swing to the right
But she's thinking about a stranger in the

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

Thinking the loins
Thinking the loins