Luyện nghe bài hát Dress Rehearsal Rag

Got up in the afternoon
And you didn't like much
You to yourself, "Where are you, golden boy
is your famous golden touch?"

I thought you where
All the elephants lie
I thought you the crown prince
Of all the wheels in town

Look at your now
Where there's much to say
And a voice in the mirror says
"Hey prince, you a shave"

Now if you can to get
Your trembling fingers to
Why you try unwrapping
A steel razor blade?

right, it's come to this
It's to this
And wasn't it a way down?
And it a strange way down?

There's no hot
And the cold is thin
Well, what do you
the kind of places you've been living in?

Don't from that cup
It's all and cracked along the rim
That's not the light, my friend
That is your vision is dim

Cover up your with soap, there
Now, you're Santa
And got an A for anyone
Who give you his applause

I you were a racing man
Ah, but you couldn't the pace
That's a in the mirror
And it's at your face

That's right, it's to this
It's come to
And wasn't it a way down?
And it a strange way down?

there was a path
And a girl chestnut hair
And you the summers
Picking all the berries that grew

There were times she was a
There times she was a child
As you held her in the
Where the grow wild

And you climbed the highest
And you sang the view
And you went
went along with you

That's a one to remember
It makes you your fist
And the veins stand out highways
All along your

And yes, it's come to
It's to this
And wasn't it a way down?
Wasn't it a way down?

You can find a job
Go out and to a friend
On the of every magazine
There are you can send

Why don't you the Rosicrucians?
will give you back your hope
You can find love in diagrams
In a plain, envelope

But you've used up all coupons
Except the one that
To be tattooed on arm
with several thousand dreams

Now Santa comes forward
That's a razor in his
And he puts on his dark
And he you where to hit

And the cameras pan
The stand in
rehearsal rag