Luyện nghe bài hát St Luke's Summer

I propped my eyes with chemistry
got a three hour drive and a man to see
The blue sky is closing in
Cover up well it looks like rain

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

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

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

And Jesus to talk to Omie Wise
She said I never did trust guys
And the heat is rising Octobers throat
She uptown boy, hey can you dance the tango?

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

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

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

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

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