Luyện nghe bài hát Local Hero

I was driving through my
I was kinda killin' time
When I a face staring out of a black velvet painting
From the window of the and dime
I couldn't recall the name
But the pose familiar to me
So I the salesgirl "Who was that man
the doberman and Bruce Lee ?"
She said "Just a hero"
"Local hero" she said with a
"Yeah a local hero he used to here for a while"

I met a dressed in black
At the station
He said "Son your can be saved"
There's beautiful women of low livin'
And some dangerous money to be
There's a big town 'cross the line
And if we turn the cards up
They us boss the devil pays off
And folks that are real hard up
They get local hero
with the right style
They get their local
Somebody just the right smile

Well I learned my job I it well
Fit myself religion and a story to tell
First they me the king then they made me pope
Then they the rope

I woke to a gypsy sayin' "Drink this"
Well my hands had lost all
These days I'm all right
'Cept I can't tell my from my desperation
the tainted chalice
Well I drunk heady wine
Tonight I'm layin'
But something in my ear
Sayin' there's a little town beaneath the floodline
a local hero
Somebody the right style
Lookin' for a hero
with the right smile
Local hero local hero she with a smile
Local hero he used to live for a while