Luyện nghe bài hát The Sound Of North America

Ginger Elvis
a fraction sad
Roaming the whole
bin to bin

Well, living on the
Wasn't all bad
Where no one to know
That he was

The of New York City
police sirens wailing
It's the of Wall Street tills
Whilst else is failing

you feel expensive
Sometimes you feels so
You can the streets a king
Whilst everyone's

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

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

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

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

Sometimes you expensive
you feels so cheap
You can roam the streets a
Whilst asleep

You can fight anybody
a glimmer of a chance
But God the boxer
With no

A Greta Garbo
across the street
The moonlight clearly
her skirt

A life living legend
That no one wants to
And that's when being
Really

The lyrics of 'New
May have Frank singing
But the rhythm and the
Were black men swinging

Sometimes you feel
you feels so cheap
You can roam the streets a
everyone's asleep

You can act anybody
From the cradle to the
But God help the
Who know the script