Luyện nghe bài hát The Sound Of North America

Ginger Elvis
Looked a sad
Roaming the town
bin to bin

Well, on the streets
all that bad
Where no one to know
he was King

The sound of New City
Isn't police wailing
It's the sound of Street tills
everyone else is failing

Sometimes you feel
Sometimes you so cheap
You can roam the a king
Whilst everyone's

You can to any record
a hairbrush or a spoon
But God help the
Out of

A crippled Ali
at bad luck in the mirror
Bad looked back at him
And

He looked a foot smaller
And a couple of stone
And if anyone toward him
He hide

The of North America
Isn't quietly praying
It's the sound of shuffling
That don't know they're staying

Sometimes you expensive
Sometimes you so cheap
You can roam the a king
Whilst everyone's

You can fight with
a glimmer of a chance
But God help the
With no

A homeless Greta
across the street
The shining clearly
her skirt

A real living legend
That no one to meet
And that's when Garbo
hurts

The lyrics of 'New
May have Frank singing
But the and the melody
Were dead men swinging

Sometimes you feel
you feels so cheap
You can the streets a queen
Whilst everyone's

You can act anybody
the cradle to the crypt
But God help the
Who doesn't know the