Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Westway

There were blue skies in my city
Everything was sinking, said snow come on sunday
The old was due and the traffic grew
Up on the
Where I stood watching comets lonesome
Shining up above me the jet fuel it
to earth where the money always comes first
And the sirens
Bring us the day switch off the machines
Cos men in yellow jackets putting adverts inside my
An automated song and the world gone
Fallen under the of
The distance between us when we
Still up shortwave, somewhere they're out in space
It depends how wired when the night's on fire
Under the
Now it's magic arrows the bull
Doing one eighty still standing at call
When the flags coming down and the Post sounds
Just like a love
For the way I about you
not lost, it's in you
On a permanent basis I
But I am going to

Sing it out and sing it to you
Am I out at sea
a tide wash me up off the Westway