Luyện nghe bài hát Summer Sequence

THERE'S A FEW BOB IN POCKET
AND GOT GOOD FRIENDS,
AND IT THAT SUMMER'S NEVER COMING TO AN END
YOUNG, FREE AND INNOCENT, YOU GOT A CARE,
APART FROM DECIDIN' ON THE CLOTHES YOU'RE WEAR.
THE STREET'S TURNED PARADISE,
THE RADIO'S SINGING
INNOCENT, IMMORTAL, YOU'RE JUST FIFTEEN.
AND WHO'D DARE TELL THE IN SPRING
WHAT FATE THE LATER SEASONS
WHO'D TELL THE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE PAIR
THE PRICE HAVE TO PAY FOR JUST BEING THERE.

BUT LEAVE THEM ALONE, LET THEM GO AND
THEY CARE NOT FOR AT THE END OF THE DAY
FOR WHAT IS TO COME, FOR WHAT MIGHT HAVE
LIFE HAS NO WHEN YOU'RE SWEET SIXTEEN
AND FRIENDS ARE WITH YOU TO TALK AWAY THE NIGHT
OR UNTIL MRS WONG SWITCHES OFF THE LIGHT
THEN THERE'S ALWAYS THE
AND THE STREET GLARE
AN' HOUR TO SPEND, WITH YOUR FRIENDS, WITH HER,
TO SHARE YOUR LAST CIGARETTE AND YOUR SECRET
AT THE HOUR...

... AT

IT'S JUST FERRY BOAT, A TRIP TO THE BEACH
BUT POSSIBLE,
THE WORLD'S WITHIN YOUR
AN' YOU DON'T EVEN NOTICE THE BROKEN IN THE SAND
THE OIL IN THE AND YOU CAN'T UNDERSTAND
HOW LIVING COULD BE ANYTHING THAN A DREAM
WHEN YOU'RE YOUNG, AND INNOCENT...

... AND EIGHTEEN.

AND ONLY IF THE THREE OF COULD STAY LIKE THAT FOREVER,
AND ONLY IF WE PREDICT NO CHANGES IN THE WEATHER
AND ONLY IF WE DIDN'T IN LIFE, AS WELL AS DREAMS
AND ONLY IF WE COULD AND BE FOREVER,
EIGHTEEN.