Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad of a Thin Man

You walk into the room your pencil in your hand
You see somebody naked and you say, "Who is man?"
You try so hard but you understand
Just what you say when you get home
Because something is here but you don't know what it is
Do you, Mr.

You up your head and you ask, "Is this where it is?"
And points to you and says, "It's his"
And you say, "What's mine?" and else says, "Well, what is?"
And you say, "Oh my God, am I all alone?"
But something is happening and you don't know it is
Do you, Mr.

You hand in ticket and you go watch the geek
Who walks up to you when he hears you speak
And says, "How it feel to be such a freak?"
And you say, "Impossible!" as he you a bone
And something is happening but you don't know what it is
Do you, Mr.

You have many among the lumberjacks
To get you facts someone attacks your imagination
But nobody has any respect, anyway they expect you to all give a check
To tax-deductible charity

Ah, you've been with the professors and all liked your looks
With great lawyers you have discussed lepers and
You've been through all of F. Fitzgerald's books
You're very well-read, it's
But something is happening and you don't know what it is
Do you, Mr.

Well, the sword swallower, he up to you and then he kneels
He crosses and then he clicks his high heels
And without notice, he asks you how it feels
And he says, "Here is your throat back, for the loan"
And you know is happening but you don't know what it is
Do you, Mr.

Now, you see this one-eyed midget shouting the "Now"
And you say, "For reason?" and he says, "How"
And you say, "What does this mean?" and he back, "You're a cow!
Give me milk or else go home"
And you something's happening but you don't know what it is
Do you, Mr.

Well, you walk into the like a camel, and then you frown
You put eyes in your pocket and your nose on the ground
ought to be a law against you comin' around
You should be to wear earphones
'Cause something is and you don't know what it is
Do you, Mr.