Luyện nghe bài hát New York City

Standing on the corner, me and yoko ono,
We was waiting for to land.
Up a man with a guitar in his hand,
Singing, a marijuana, if you can.
His was david peel and we found that he was real,
He sang, the pope smokes evryday.
Up come a policeman, us of the street,
Singing, power to the today.

New city!
New city!
New city!
Que pasa, new
Que pasa, new
Hey! hey!

Well, down to maxs, kansas city, got down the nitty
the elephants memory band.
Laid something down as the spread around
About the plastic ono elephants band.
Well, we played funky boogie, and laid some tutti fritti,
Singing, long sallys a man.
Up a preacher man, tryin to be a teacher,
Singing, gods a red in drag!

New city!
New city!
New city!
Que pasa, new
Que pasa, new
Ha! ha!

Hey! hey! hey! hey!
Hey!

Oh yeah!

Hey! new city!
Alright, new city!
New city!
Que pasa, new
Que pasa, new
Hey! hey!

Well, we did the island ferry, making movies for the telly,
Played the and apollo for freedom.
Tried to shake our image, just a-cycling the village,
But we found we had left it back in london.
Well, nobody came to bug us, hustle us or us,
We decided to it our home.
If the man wants to shove us out, we jump and shout,
The statue of said, come!

New city!
New city!
New city!
Que pasa, new
Que pasa, new
Hey! hey!

Oh, new york!
Uh, uh, uh.

Well, new york, yeh,
Alright!

Oh, new city!
Back in new city!
Yeah, new city!
Que pasa, new
Que pasa, new
Ass city!

in the village,
Yeah, a city!
Que pasa, new
Que pasa, new
Yeah, on!

Ow! uh!
Yeah!
Que pasa, new
Que pasa, new

Hey! a bad, bad city!
city!
city!
Que pasa, new
Que pasa, new
Hey, city! city!

Another

Recorded live at the madison square garden, new york, n.y. 30 august

to the people!
to the people!
to the people!
to the people!
to the people!
to the people!
to the people!
to the people!
to the people!

Two, three, four!

Standing on the corner, just me and ono,
We was waiting for her to land,
Up come a man a guitar in his hand,
Have if you can.
Well, his was david peel
And we found he was real,
The smokes dope evry day.
Up come the police, us off the street,
Singing, power to the today!

New city!
Madison garden!
Hey!
happenin, man?

Went back to kansas city, down the nitty gritty
With the elephants band.
Laid something down as the news spread
About the plastic ono memory band.
Played some tutti frutti and some funky boogie,
Long tall a man!
Up come the preacherman, to be a teacher,
Singing, gods a red in drag!

New city!
New city!
New city!
Que pasa, new
Que pasa, new
Hey!

Ow!

Ooh!

Well, new city, babe!
New york!
New city!

Yeah, new city!

in the village!
New city!

on, hit it!
Ah, a bad ass city!
Yeah!
over!