Luyện nghe bài hát St Luke's Summer

I propped my eyes with chemistry
I've got a three hour and a man to see
The bruised sky is closing in
Cover up well because it looks like

She got earrings from a limejuice sailor
Rich man, man, tinker, retailer
Casey Jones on the SP line
Has got the union at his and he's running out of time

So blow the man boys
Yeah blow the man down
And the tricks that he
Are buried in this St summer's noise

She asked the to cut a little slack
Waving a of whiskey and a union jack
I'm not in the business of right or wrong
So lets get by on a wing and a folk

And went to talk to Omie Wise
She I never did trust religious guys
And the heat is rising from Octobers
She says uptown boy, hey can you the tango?

So blow the man boys
Yeah blow the man boys
And the tricks he employs
Are buried in St Luke's summer's noise

Call up the captain got Krueger on the line
He's got a box of and a valentine
And MI5 have got a bone to pick with
While Matthew and the big guy just play

A knit sweater and a gasoline rag
He's got a of stars and an old dog tag
Get to Parchman by a number 9 bus
And send the children to the gum tree to wake up

So blow the man down
blow the man down boys
And the tricks he employs
Are buried in St Luke's summer

So the man down boys
blow the man down boys
And the that he employs
Are buried in this St Luke's summer's