Luyện nghe bài hát Je M'appelle J. Cousteau

I was there at the fair
Where lump fairies swear at glories far beyond the fabric that she
He 'do you want a chair?'
I'd him anywhere!

A in ground in this theater I found
J.C.'s infernal
They caper, they banter, human pyramids
All to please their infernal

Woah! His name is Jacques
A and I know you know
I know you and there he goes
He goes and grows, oh gosh he
the Calypso

The foam beside and a sea to ride
All spell goodness for the master of the whirling pimple
He tried and until the rusty hinges sighed
he stepped inside
He found her there swimming in her hair
Looking vaguely like a lover who had hung with underwear
Phosphorescent and the sex act made obscene
In Jacques' galleon of hatred wrinkled Frenchman is a
god!!!

Cousteau you where the dying dolphins go
And the wasteland ever growing slowing till it's far below
Put it on your TV
And let the know!!!