Luyện nghe bài hát Fireships

There's a on the horizon,
fireships sail tonight....
the Armada of Souls,
here's the flotilla God knows where:
gopher-wood to the last of the ironclads
in common concert they up the flares.
While we turn and around
the rocket the roof...
we think that we'll get burned,
fireproof,
we think fireproof.
Keep a upper lip,
the band on
the raising of the toast;
the steady
at the attention on the
it's matters
appear to matter most.
We watch the run aground,
we stand aloof;
we never think we'll get burned,
we think fireproof.
We think fireproof,
we think that we'll get burnaed;
We on fireships,
we never think, so get burned.
for the eye of the hurricane,
down to the last eye
we never think we'll get burned,
we think fireproof.
the Armada of light,
here's the flotilla, for sake....
We're under a flag of convenience,
casting our in bottles in our wake
So we turn and around
the rocket the roof...
we never think that get burned,
we we're fireproof.
We never think that get burned,
we think fireproof.
(PH - Guitars, Keyboards, Bass, Percussion,
Stuart - Violin;
David - Alto Sax)