Luyện nghe bài hát Manhattan Madness

Manhattan, Manhattan, Manhattan,
madness
You've got me at
I'm a fly upon a steeple
Watching seven people
Do a
draws me with 'em

Manhattan, Manhattan, Manhattan,
Manhattan
You're going too
I'm like a baby on a
Watching Father
Being
I'm getting

When shadows creep, in my bed I
But never sleep for I hear the
In the street, the of feet
That haunt me the whole night
And through the day I'm watching the
people play in your panorama
And I hear in very clear
The sound of your restless

Subways below and trains racing
Packed humanity
Taxis and and trolley cars chasing
Busy as can be
machines and riveters grating
Motors of men
Buildings go up with wrecking crews
To tear them down

Newsies shout sensational headlines
Peddlers with things to
cafes and whispering breadlines
Children that and yell
and bells and siren horns blowing
Pistols that crack and
that stops and goes without knowing
What's all the for

Manhattan, Manhattan, Manhattan,
Manhattan
You've got me at
I'm like a fly a steeple
Watching seven million
Do a
That me with 'em
And mad!