Luyện nghe bài hát The Sound Of North America

Ginger Presley
Looked a sad
Roaming the whole
bin to bin

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

The sound of New City
police sirens wailing
It's the sound of Wall Street
everyone else is failing

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

You can mime to any
a hairbrush or a spoon
But God the singer
Out of

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

He looked a good smaller
And a couple of stone
And if anyone came him
He hide

The of North America
Christians quietly praying
It's the of shuffling feet
don't know where they're staying

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

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

A Greta Garbo
Moves across the
The shining clearly
Through her

A real life living
no one wants to meet
And that's when being
hurts

The of 'New York'
May Frank Sinatra singing
But the and the melody
Were black men swinging

you feel expensive
sometimes you feels so
You can roam the streets a
everyone's asleep

You can act with
From the cradle to the
But God help the
Who doesn't the script