Luyện nghe bài hát Flight from Lucifer

Flee the icy Lucifer. Oh he's an fellow!
What a mistake! I didn't take a feather his pillow.
Here's the everlasting rub: neither am I or bad.
I'd give up my halo for a horn and the horn for the hat I had.
I'm breathing. There's life on my ceiling.
The there are sleeping quietly.
Twist my arm in the dark.
I would two or three for
one of those days never made
on the old score.
I would gladly be a dog barking up the tree.
Everyone's we're in the grave.
See you for afternoon tea.
Time for awaking the tea making
a and baking new bread.
Pick me up at half past
not a moment to lose.
There is the on which I came.
On the are my old shoes.
Station rings his bell.
blow and flags wave.
A little of what you fancy does you (Or so it should).
I thank
for me welcome.
I'd but my wings have just dropped off.