Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday Nights

Sunday nights are slow
It never lasts and never learn
We can still make this one to
It's Sunday and we've time to burn
Tomorrow morning can its turn

Charge your glasses, a toast
To the memory
To the sleep we lost
Another run to ground

Another coat of red
across our town
Work is shallow, are deep
Who would two days respite?

You catch up on sleep
So here we are, last chance
The ticking and a slow defeat
all be over soon

Sunday nights are slow
It never lasts and we'll never
We can still this one to remember
Sunday night and we've time to burn
Tomorrow can wait its turn

Once more unto the breach
Bleary eyed, the stuff of
Always slips out of
Defiance dressed in crumpled

Protest played out a headache
Starting late but slow
Though we know we have to be
We have tasted freer air, we don't have to

Sunday nights are slow
It lasts and we'll never learn
We can make this one to remember
It's Sunday night and we've time to
Tomorrow morning can wait its

All our days will fade
In nights and clear mistakes
So to us and needs that must
Let's a toast for one last boast

'Cause it's night and we've time to burn
Tomorrow morning can wait its