Luyện nghe bài hát Look! No Strings!

Look, no strings--just paper, glue, and
Hark, the angels sing 'Paste the
That was the Armley tabernacle choir. Next we'll be hearing the true story of an housewife who claims to have taken mid-air photographs of Jesus Christ in the skies of Indiana.
High above the and houses
Meta Battle, with one hand on the Valium and one hand on the bottle
Somewhere over Indiana, eight high
Meta Battle sees the Lord wandering 'cross the sky
(Chorus)
Have your fun your alive
You get nothing when you die
Have a good time all the because you won't get nothing when you die
Look, no paper, glue, and card
Hark, the angels sing 'Paste the
Gobsmacked, Shatnered
Meta does a take
on baby, do the camera shake
Half expecting from the a certain Mister Beadle
Watching you, watching us, watching Misses Meta
(Repeat chorus)
Look, no strings--just paper, glue, and
Hark, the angels sing the Lord'
Meta Battle shot her
And watched him tumble
And now there's people out with all around town
And who knows, that Jesus on the church near your may well be the original
Kiss it as you
(Repeat chorus)
Look, no paper, glue, and card
Hark, the angels sing the Lord'
(Repeat)
Susej em ho
(Repeat)