Luyện nghe bài hát Almost Medieval

There's something in soul that makes me feel so old
In fact, I think I've died about six times
There's less of me now and more of me
I'm back to the age of men

off the tarmac, there's no stagecoach speed limit
Outside the office hangs the man on the
Soft lenses, to glasses
Small world, dimly seen through

program, newspaper
So say

spread by word of mouth
Jump the escalator
the button on the lift
Raise the dust on old carpets

Endless treads like waves of
Now it seems, I'm madder
Falling off this ladder
Soft lenses, grow to

world, dimly seen through cataracts
Jump on to the
the button on the lift
Raise the dust on old stair

Endless like waves of regret
Now it seems, I'm madder
Falling off this ladder
program, newspaper

So say
spread by word of mouth
Jump the escalator
the button on the lift

Raise the on old stair carpets
Endless treads like waves of
Now it seems, I'm going
Falling through rotting ladder

There's something in your soul that me feel so old
In fact, I think I've died about six times
There's of me now and more of me then
I'm moving to the age of men

Jump off the tarmac, no stagecoach speed limit
the office, hangs the man on the gibbet
Jump off the tarmac, there's no speed limit
the office, swings the man on the gibbet