Luyện nghe bài hát The People's Limousine

It's a Florentine evening, two men in evening hats
tales of the underground and fishing for Reds
Policemen armed with Uzi's stand guard but they don't
Ain't seen no Michaelangelo, he'll be next week

The girl in the shoes with the heels
chaperoned by her brother
They raise a glass of wine
pictures of each other

Of the policemen in the fountains and the sickle and the
And they came with Romulus with his walking cane and camera
She looked like someone's girlfriend, she like a dream
She looked as as the people's limousine

Come and sit by me, girl, before I breathe the out of you
Hush your mouth and cover eyes for I'll tell your father of you
He paid to have you painted in the of angels
Only to find you flirting anew with Chico and perverted Engels

The patron saint of smiles down from the shelf
Romulus can't criticize but he can't himself
He has a tin of pea-green paint and a big of black tape
To vandalize these then make his escape

She walked up to the nice policeman and him for a match
He saw Romulus approaching and slipped off the safety
Then cut her uncle, he was painted red and green
Just as she was kidnapped in the people's