Luyện nghe bài hát CAPERS

What has not got my in it, shall we be dubbed sir names?
With a million blither tongues, mounting bristling frames
In the ache of the gloom loom, slippers slap me alive
The hands down a miracle to spend with ugly types

So we catch and thread a minstrel, bleed a tower down to ankles
So we can't go up or stay up, find the thumb in your ear brain
Get unfunny such as choirs do, why the clock lock brought this
when things seemed so [Incomprehensible]
Like my face, like my out-do

Capers, capers,
Capers, capers,

Oh, a streak, oh, treacly ink, inks, tied my knees all up in
Erase that lapsing tub, lose the slip of the small soap-fellows
Account the add ups till I do not, are we balanced? We're in

tidal, rush in, tried all with a limb's, all legs and amour
I had a die hood, die hard, drunken, sunken, monk-heart
Oh, I had a wonderful die hood, to my fa, fa, family