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

Come on guys, mucking around.
we only have five minutes until our on.

not enough time.

There's time for a song.

(Huh, who is that?)

is a tool you can put on the wall or wear on your wrist
The past is far us, the future doesn't exist

Oh.

Whats the

Its a quarter to nine, time to a bath

What do you mean, we're clean

Scrub scrub scrub til the brown
is a ruler to measure the day, it doesn't go backwards, only one way
Watch it go like a merry go round, going so fast like a merry go round.

Lets go on a journey, a through time.
Time is all the time, its time to go to time.

But we don't really to
we're to miss our show

DON'T BE FRIENDS
its time to go.

Time is old the Victorian times.

With cobbles and plague and speaking in
With cobbles and chimneys a time
With and sawdust and batteries and slime.

This tree that is old has circles

The tree that is has shriveled and died

The apple that is fresh is ripe to the

and I rot time and I'm not anymore

Time can be told by the or the sun but time flies fast when you're having fun
There's a time and a place for around

birthdays

and

I'm friends my dad

and then what happened after the days?

went new and got old like history.
Stuff the past went into a mystery

an old man

but a computer
Everything's cool, THE FUTURE

Time is now, the future anew, and look at all of the things you can do
gadgets and gizmos and email addresses

My dad is a

Look at the

Its quarter to eight, there's on my plate

Its twenty past day, there's on my tray

Its eleven to twelve, there's in the bath

Its nine thirty, fish everywhere....fish everywhere.

Now you can see the of time.
It helps us pizza, it keeps things in line.

But did it start?
and will it stop?

is important and I am a clock.

If we run out of time, does it go?

Is time real?
anyone know?

Maybe time's just a construct of perception. An illusion created by-

Meh, meh, meh, meh,
Meh, meh, meh, meh,
Meh, meh, MEH! MEH!
MEH! MEH! MEH! MEH!

Sunrise,
and day
The changing seasons the of hay.
Look at your hair grow, isn't it
How time makes appearance change.

it stop!

Its out of my hands, I'm only a
worry, I'm sure you'll be fine,
but eventually everyone out of
time.