Luyện nghe bài hát London 1888

Cellophane clock
I hope hands will never stop
Rescue me from my ugly
In Tokyo, 21st
To London,
I am descended a great
Clan of the shogunate
And I am extensively

London 1888
I sit drinking nettle wine
My is in decline
And I confess the fault is
The doorman's to sit and wait
To see who bring home tonight
I'll pay him to keep him quiet
I am a

grandfather clock
You've got my on the trot
You've got me walking round the
You've got me searching for
grandfather clock
I am a Buddhist, I am not
Victorian, I love shops
But your morality is

It's 1888
And I have learned the of chess
I a club, it's on the Strand
I'm a man
And is far away
The English wear a poker
The latest craze is 'Croquet'
I am a stranger

I am the Matsugae
And I came through time
But is the grave my reply?

And Holmes is my good friend
I have a fund I can spend
And I am ready to
My immorality to
And Whistler painted me in
I had his round to stay
And she sat in her chair
And through me disapprovingly

And Aubrey sketches me
And Oscar Wilde comes for tea
But I still feel so
I'm alone on Piccadilly
And in Park there is a band
lillie in my hand
I the sailors on the bus
A little

I am the Matsugae
I came adventuring in
But is the grave my sole

Cellophane clock
I hear you while I talk
In my apartment on Mall
To stable boys of provenance
grandfather clock
The incense on my
the reek of smelly socks
As I prepare to be compromised

London 1888
It's 6 o'clock and I am
For disreputable date
With sordid appetites I
I hope these crimes will stop
And like the hands upon the
My hands will touch and he'll
And go

I am the Matsugae
And I came through time
But is the my sole reply?

London 1888
I am the Marquis
And I questioning through time
And is the grave my reply?