Luyện nghe bài hát Evolution Rag

We're the men and the sea apes
at our tails and scales
And our big leader, away he wails

He thinks he is the king pin but outraced
By those little weedy stranger with the on his face
But is the illusionist, the circus man
And the man murdering sea is his caravan

Eat air croquettes, my children
If you to save yourself time and tears
History follow me
Evolution up the of the sea
Up the slopes of the sea, up the of the sea

Out on the land, out on the land singing
a million years pass by and we get well on our way
Grandma clears the trash left by picnic slaves
And with just one swipe of her ragged fins the caves

Singing go store the map safely underground
He does but is this that he has found

The map has how will we grow old
Grandma's tears made the barbecue cold
I find myself saying here's where I in
The illusionist has like a red hot gin
a red hot gin, like a red hot gin

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