Luyện nghe bài hát Evolution Rag

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

He thinks he is the pin but he's outraced
By those little stranger with the grin on his face
But that is the illusionist, the man
And the man murdering sea is his caravan

Eat air croquettes, my dear
If you want to save time and tears
History follow me
up the slopes 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 previous picnic
And with just one swipe of her ragged fins the caves

Singing Billy go store the map underground
He does but what is this that he has

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

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