Luyện nghe bài hát Piccadilly Circus

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

The room is lonely and cold
He might as go for a stroll
Idly looking in a shop
Footsteps, a and one hard slap

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

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

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

What can it
Who can makes sense of that?
Did it mean a thing to
can make a mind like that?

Though stitches helped him over
Who can live over his shoulder?
He to put it in his past
And flew safe home to Belfast

And they didn't see his
See him stagger him fall
They even see his eyes
They never him at all

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