Luyện nghe bài hát I've Got a Witch Mad at Me and You Could Get into Trouble

Consider this your warning
no turning back now
You're your
Blanket of gospel

For the smut of truth
You won't your wool coat
Because out there the sun beats

So interlock your fingers with
And tight
Stay behind
We haven't time
So I'll cut to the
We'll the midnight oil

The sun will peek our windows
And be surprised to empty beds
Walls naked, our closets
Of all threads
We will in a new world

Our own
floating mass
A slab
Where burn
For us the end

When arrives
We'll be ten deep
If we can fight of turning
We'll our new home
And find at every turn

No how far we go
all a fragment of a whole
Even if all locks are
Or calloused our feet

No how far we go
There's no escaping the
We'll take our seats at the
Wonderland is now our