Luyện nghe bài hát The People's Limousine

It's a chilly 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 here week

The in the shoes with the crystal heels
Went chaperoned by her
They raise a of amber wine
Take of each other

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

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

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

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