Luyện nghe bài hát A Message From The King

(announcer)
And now, here with a Christmas message,
The immortal...Elvis

(synth "Silent Night" in background, Elvis speaks...)

thank you, thank ya vurry much..
This is 'The King'.
I know I been around much for awhile,
but I want to know,
that up in rock 'n' roll heaven,
I'll be thinkin' of ya Christmas.
And I'd like to give y'all a special Christmas
A of peace....
like, uh, how bout a piece of that pie goin' by?
you. Thank ya vurry much.

(Silverware and plates clattering.
It becomes that Elvis is sitting at a big banquet table in heaven)

But I was sayin', Christmas is a time o' hope, a time of joy, a time for lovin'.
And I sure would love...a big of that pizza ya got there (chomp, slurp) Thank you.
ya vurry much.

Now was I? Oh yeah, Christmas.
Now, Christmas to me family.
And means friends.
And means gettin' together.
And gettin' means...eatin'!
Ah, pass me drumstick, would you please,
Ah, you, thank ya vurry much.
(chomp, munch, burp)

Now I just want to say to ya right now, ya know, I may be a big star- maybe too big. But ain't nobody so big that he can't reach out a helpin' hand...a helpin'...hand. Uh, would ya hand me a helpin' of those mashed potaters over Would ya please? Thank you. Thank ya vurry much. (slurp, munch) Now like I was sayin', ain't nobody so big he can't stoop to help a friend in need over the holiday season... And speakin' of seasonin', ya wanna pass me that salt shaker when ya get the chance? Yeah, just unscrew the cover, that's right, thank ya, thank ya vurry much.

So this Christmas, why ya take a tip from ol' Elvis....
No, no, leave those steak tips right where they are, know what I mean? Yeah, I 'preciate it, thank ya. I want ya to remember that we're all part o' God's great big family. And you know God made man unto his own image. And lookin' in the mirror, I'd have to say God must be a big, big son of a gun. Y'know what I I think you do.

But I specially want you to remember one last thing.
When yer'all at home this Christmas, stringin' that popcorn up on the tree, a big, big bowl for The King. Extra butter, y'know what I mean? I think you do. Thank you. Thank ya vurry much. (slurp, chomp, slurp)