Luyện nghe bài hát Mona Lisas And Mad Hatters Part Two

I used to that New York City
Fell from grace God
And abroad
a war for the underdog
When the falls
And Central looks like a Christmas card
I just looked the bagman
And the madness that makes this city

I heard a
Somewhere out beyond a link fence
Inner prisoners
Argue for the right of
But there's a fast
And every work of art something in the soul
Just focus on the strokes
And the that the dancers hold

Spanish still sounds good to me
Yeah Lisa's getting older
in the shadow of Miss Liberty
While I along the west side
through Little Italy
Searching for the that
took away the kid in me