Luyện nghe bài hát St Luke's Summer

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

She got Tiffany earrings a limejuice sailor
man, poor man, tinker, retailer
Casey Jones on the SP line
Has got the union at his throat and running out of time

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

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

And Jesus to talk to Omie Wise
She said I did trust religious guys
And the is rising from Octobers throat
She says uptown boy, hey can you dance the

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

up the captain we've got Krueger on the line
He's got a box of and a valentine
And MI5 got a bone to pick with Moses
While Matthew and the big guy play ring-around-the-roses

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

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

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