Luyện nghe bài hát At The Helm Off Hells Ships

Cat's
Circle the globe on protruding white
Dancers with green trays,
slither and probe
A bridge of dog
A bench, a
She's so fine that naked lady of
turn in repose
The out on the moan
The so small
A of fogs step on into streets
Of forest greens,

We all walk in the line
and tight
We all walk in a line
and tight

Elvis from the eyes
light up the skies
Kneel the potato
And kiss the forehand of
and Vine

Walk in the straight
my knee on
My on
Walk in the straight
Nice and

t-shirts
Airport
smiles
Nothing is
No one is
Whispers of secrets
Through these streets where my lady

Walkin with my on
on
Walkin the line
Nice and

Human chases at their Jesse
the gnomes and
Their children, the king's dominion
Here, kitty,
Here, kitty,

With my on