Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Clocks

(Thomas)
Hey, hey, I see a Melbourne on a rusty Malvern Star,
Through the spastic Northcote at dawn
See the way her hair's back,
Her cheeks so red, a grey coat and worn.
Picture this, a boy,
He stands outside a hotel
On his black and white,
He hums a I've learnt to hate so well.
But oh oh, won't you me
the clocks, we'll go walking by the river
Through the mud and through the
Are you so surprised,
That I am here, full of
In this fair city, in the time.
Well I'll tell you what, such a lark,
We'll take a down Fawkner Park
And the health fanatics,
See them, they go there.
Could buy some chips, a of flake,
down and eat them by the lake,
I know a in Chapel Street
nothing could compare.
But oh oh, won't you me
Under the clocks, we'll go by the river
Through the mud and the slime
Are you so surprised,
That I am here, of cheer
In fair city, in the Winter time.
We find a pub where it is warm,
up our racing form,
Hit the TAB, we'll our money there, tell me this -
Is there anywhere rather be
with me at the MCG,
And if the get done again,
By Christ, I care.
But oh oh, won't you me
Under the clocks, we'll go by the river
the mud and through the slime
Are you so surprised,
That I am here, full of
In this fair city, in the time.
In the time, in the Winter time
In the time, brrr!