Luyện nghe bài hát St Luke's Summer

I propped my eyes open with
I've got a three drive 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 and he's running out of time

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

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

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

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

Call up the we've got Krueger on the line
He's got a box of chocolates and a
And MI5 have got a bone to pick with
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 Farm by a number 9 bus
And the children to the gum tree to wake up Nicodemus

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

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