Luyện nghe bài hát Piccadilly Circus

Piccadilly in the bed of night
passing time beneath the lights
Up in and all alone
Got no so minds his own

The hotel room is lonely and
He might as go for a stroll
Idly looking in a hi-fi
Footsteps, a chuckle and one slap

And they didn't see his face
See him flinch or him groan
They didn't even see his
One mean blow and on ran

He put his to his side
And felt his flesh was open
He the rent the blow had made
For the that fell had held a blade

And didn't even see his face
See him stumble, his cry
They even see his eyes
lashed out in passing by

What can it
Who can makes some sense of
Did it mean a to them?
What can make a mind that?

Though forty stitches him over
Who can life over his shoulder?
He to put it in his past
And flew home back to Belfast

And they didn't see his
See him watch him fall
They didn't see his eyes
They knew him at all

knew him, tried to kill him
Never knew him, to kill him