Luyện nghe bài hát London 1888

Cellophane grandfather
I hope your hands will never
Rescue me my ugly block
In Tokyo, 21st
To London,
I am from a great
Clan of the shogunate
And I am travelling

It's London
I sit here drinking nettle
My family is in
And I the fault is mine
The doorman's to sit and wait
To see who I'll bring home
pay him cash to keep him quiet
I am a

grandfather clock
You've got my conscience on the
You've got me walking the block
You've got me searching for
Cellophane clock
I am a Buddhist, I am not
Victorian, I love your
But morality is meaningless

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

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

And Holmes is my good friend
I have a trust I can spend
And I am ready to
My to anyone
And painted me in grey
I had his mother round to
And she sat knitting in her
And staring through me

And Aubrey Beardsley me
And Oscar Wilde round for tea
But I still feel so
When I'm alone on
And in Green Park there is a
lillie in my hand
I the sailors on the bus
A lustfully

I am the Marquis
I came adventuring in
But is the grave my reply?

Cellophane grandfather
I you ticking while I talk
In my apartment on Pall
To stable boys of provenance
Cellophane clock
The on my mantelpiece
Covers the of smelly socks
As I prepare to be compromised

London 1888
It's 6 and I am late
For some disreputable
sordid appetites I hate
I these crimes will never stop
And like the hands the clock
My hands touch and he'll respond
And go

I am the Marquis
And I questioning through time
But is the my sole reply?

It's London
I am the Matsugae
And I came questioning time
And is the grave my reply?