Luyện nghe bài hát St Luke's Summer

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

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

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

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

And Jesus went to to Omie Wise
She said I never did trust religious
And the heat is rising from Octobers
She says uptown boy, hey can you dance the

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

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

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

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