Luyện nghe bài hát A Message From The King

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

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

thank you, thank ya vurry much..
This here is King'.
I know I haven't around much for awhile,
but I y'all to know,
that up in rock 'n' roll heaven,
I'll be of ya this Christmas.
And I'd like to give y'all a Christmas message-
A of peace....
like, uh, how bout a little of that pie goin' by?
Thank you. Thank ya much.

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

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

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

Now I just 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 there? 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 Christmas, why don't 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' 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 mean? I think you do.

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