Luyện nghe bài hát 3rd of June

This is the third of June, eighty eight
A unimportant day
Some airplane gliding into one of the clouds over Manhattan
In a downtown far away, Mr. Toomy, our in a crowd
The city was and tired
The wall street boys wearing their ties their neck
boxers towels after a fight
Mr. Toomy stopped his pinstripe suit outside a barber
Looked at his face, took off his and stepped on it

Who's that, that, what do you mean
I'll never know where I lost my
Who's that, what's that, gimme name
Third of June, end of

No looking to the
No looking to the
Lenny is a target, always on
Lenny is a target, nobody
Lenny is a lost the route
Ruins of a childs old
Ruins of a child was
Lenny is a target, shoots
Lenny is a target the route

Who's that, what's that, do you mean
I'll never know when I lost my
Who's that, what's that, gimme your
Third of June, end of

Mr. Toomy stopped his suit outside a barber shop
at his face
Took off his
Put it on the
on it
And preaching like a monk from another world
some minutes, he had a little crowd
Which disappeared when a police car passed by
Like rolling
And Mr. Toomy throws his voice 'til he was the one in the area
At this early night of June third, eighty eight

Who's that, what's that, what do you
I'll never know when I lost my
that, what's that, gimme your name
Third of June, end of