Luyện nghe bài hát Pinches Of Salt

Arthur read he got from the shelf
In the gingerbread of the men in between
Making his mind up to keep to
And somewhere the had been
of salt
Nobody's
Just the of the moon on the ocean
One year suddenly out of the blue
The phone box curtains with Sanderson prints
And designers of countryside the view
With 'sort of' decisions and
And Arthur slept in on the of his seat
Way back in his where the butterflies flew
Bread non-commital to live nice and
With of his dreams coming true
Pinches of
Nobody's
the tune of the moon on the ocean
Then came the day of the gig on the
The fluttered and scenery shook
Shapes became and turning a page
Wasn't just quite by the
But Arthur was
There must be some
of salt
Nobody's
As the of the law
Blew down the
With the tune of the on the ocean