Luyện nghe bài hát Lordly Nightshade

Captured by Hitler with Twist in the tower
Guards say, "Here's and paper, just sit down and work for an hour"
Oh, goodness, how can we escape? But it's not
All I can do is

Down gallons of glandular corridors of the dark
The pompous old bellman is tolling one
At bath time there's hippies in chains, they are crossing the
Where Hitler is his new film about it all

We slip trough a pew and escape, but I just know
All I can do is

me more, what then

Down Main Street I go on a hoping instead
For a little room, yawn, I'm so tired with this big bag of on my head
It's a top hat, I'm trying to or a lesson to learn
Vaguely seeking some to burn

While a whole group of middle persons with dwarfish expressions
And conversations in Sunday blessed blue
Standing around for a photograph, the cuckoo
Do you need any coal? But it doesn't appear that do

I offered my throat to the wolf, but I just can't die
All I can do is fly

Tell me more, then

and secure in the skirts of the midsummer wood
Cooking with stale words and fresh meanings, it tastes so good
The green wolf with his bunch of red roses is away
All on a day