Luyện nghe bài hát Local Boy In The Photograph

There's no mistake, I that smell
It's that time of year
I can the air

The clocks go back, track
blocks the line again
And the train runs late for the time

A beach, we're underneath
Pier just painted red
Where I the news for the first time

And all the friends lay the flowers
Sit on the banks and for hours
Talk of the way they saw him
Local boy in the today

He'll always be
Yet the runs on and on
the place they found his clothing

Bah bah bah bah bah
Bah bah bah bah bah

There's no mistake, I smell that
that time of year again
I can the air

The go back, railway track
blocks the line again
And the train runs late for the first today

And all the friends lay the flowers
Sit on the banks and for hours
Talk of the way they saw him
Local boy in the today

He's going