Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Hug Me I'm Scared 2

C'mon guys, mucking around.
We only have five minutes 'till out on.
That's not time!
always time for a song!
(What? Who is that?)
Time is a tool you can put on the wall, or wear it on your wrist. The past is far behind us. The doesn't exist.

(Oh.)
What's the
Its quarter to nine, to have a bath.
What do you mean? We're clean.
Scrub, scrub, scrub the water's brown.
Time is a ruler to the day. It doesn't go backwards, only one way.
Watch ts go 'round like a merry go round, going so fast a merry go round.
go on a journey, a journey through time!
The time is changing all the time! time to go through time!

But we don't want to, we're going to miss our show.
Don't be stupid, friends! C'mon, it's to go!
Time was old, a victorian time.
With cobbles, and plauge, and in rhyme!
cobbles, and chimneys, a simpler time!
With cobbles, and sawdust, and and slime!

This that is old has circles inside.
The that is older has shriveled and died.
The apple that's is ripe to the core!
And I rot time, and I'm not anymore...
can be told by the moon and the sun.
Time flies when you're having fun.
(Hmph!)

There's a time and a place for around!
birthdays!
And camping.
I'm with my dad...
And then what happened after the days?
Time new, and got old like history. Stuff in the past went into a mystery.
An old man died.
But a computer!
cool, it's the future!
Time is now, a anew!

Look at the things you can do with gadgets, and gizmos, amd email addresses!
My dad is a c- computer...
at the time!

It's to eight, there's fish on my plate!
It's twenty day, there's fish on my tray!
It's to twelve, there's fish in the bath.
It's nine thirty, there's everywhere. Fish everywhere.

Now you can see the importance of time, it helps us make pizza, and things in line.
But when will it start? And when will it
is impotant, and I am a clock.
Is we run out of time, where will it go?
Is time even real? Does know?
I mean time's just a of human perception. An illusion created by-

meh! meh! meh! meh! meh! meh! MEH! MEH! MEH! MEH! MEH! MEH! MEH! MEH!
Sunrise, every day.
The seasons, the smell on hay.
Look at your grow, isn't is strange how time makes your apperance change?
Ehhhh!

it stop!
It's out of my hands, I'm a clock. Don't worry, I think you'll be fine! But eventually everyone runs out of time.
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