Luyện nghe bài hát Summons In The Morning

(Thomas)
I looked the street it was bitter quiet,
A gentle was falling all around,
I at the brick wall, it was destitute,
An piece of architecture you have never found.
So I produced a from my overcoat,
A paintbrush, a full of glue,
I stuck a poster on the wall,
It looked so fine but then a voice said, "We've got for you..."
"Son, it's too late and I don't a debate,
is no way you can get off with a warning.
Son, don't be dense! You it's an offence
And you expect a summons in the morning."
I said, "Are you mad? Perhaps just unwell.
Could it be your quota's meagre?"
He said, "Just you watch your tongue or we'll you in the cell."
The junior constable she so eager,
I said, "Why don't you go find axe murderer?
you can chase and apprehend?
Anyone can see we are meaning little harm,
Anyone can see what we do does not offend."
But he said, "Son, too late and I don't want a debate,
is no way you can get off with a warning.
Son, be dense! You know it's an offence
And you expect a summons in the morning."
So I just stay and watch my telly now,
My postering, I have it away.
costs nothing, but I can't pay the fines,
My bank balance been all away.
And to the visuals of the city not contribute,
I am poorer now but still no wiser.
And if the in blue they had their way with Collingwood,
We might as well be in Geelong or Mt. Eliza!
He said "Son, it's too late and I don't a debate,
There is no way you can get off a warning.
Son, be dense! You know it's an offence
And you expect a summons in the morning"
And you must a summons in the morn...
Ohh, orrrning!