Luyện nghe bài hát Lions

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

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

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

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

Thinking about the
about the loins