Luyện nghe bài hát Lions

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

Church bell clinging on trying to get a crowd for
Nobody cares to depend the chime it plays
They're all in the station praying for
late again
It's getting darker all the time flagpole days
Drunk old soldier he her a fright
He's a crazy lion for a fight

Strap hanging gunshot
Doors on the overground
Starlings are but the lions are made of stone
Her paper is horror torn
But there's later for capricorns
Her lucky give her just enough to get her home
she's reading about a swing to the right
But she's thinking a stranger in the night
I'm thinking about the lions
What happened to the