Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Clocks

(Thomas)
Hey, hey, I see a girl on a rusty Malvern Star,
Through the spastic Northcote streets at
See the way her tied back,
Her cheeks so red, a coat ragged and worn.
Picture this, a boy,
He stands outside a Collingwood
On his black and white,
He hums a tune I've learnt to so well.
But oh oh, won't you me
the clocks, we'll go walking by the river
Through the mud and the slime
Are you so surprised,
I am here, full of cheer
In this fair city, in the time.
Well I'll tell you what, it's a lark,
We'll take a walk Fawkner Park
And check the fanatics,
See them, go jogging there.
buy some chips, a piece of flake,
Drive down and eat by the lake,
I a shop in Chapel Street
Where nothing compare.
But oh oh, won't you me
the clocks, we'll go walking 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 could find a pub it is warm,
Study up our form,
Hit the TAB, blow our money there, tell me this -
Is there you'd rather be
with me at the MCG,
And if the Saints get again,
By Christ, I care.
But oh oh, won't you me
Under the clocks, we'll go walking by the
Through the mud and through the
Are you so surprised,
That I am here, of cheer
In this fair city, in the time.
In the Winter time, in the Winter
In the time, brrr!