Luyện nghe bài hát January's Little Joke

All I can is the clucking of tongues
I can see them plucking at of conversations
A drunk uncle's breath and touching my hand
As now turns into then, dream turns into
Spend into spent, one turns into one too many
(Say when)

And in the corner crouches a mediocre joker
The laughs are on me and the arch of my
Cracks the weight of the wisecracks
Stop the clock, I to get off

Though I knew what meant
And I knew what punish
And I knew what meant
I never found out what achieve

All heaven loose
But I knew they had something to
They were turning the
But I glimpsed the very line

Now we a toast to celebrate
As December's embers
But every is just a hoax
For January's little