Luyện nghe bài hát Lordly Nightshade

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

Down gallons of corridors of the dark castle
The pompous old bellman is tolling one
At bath time hippies in chains, they are crossing the hall
Where Hitler is making his new film it all

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

me more, what then

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

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

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

me more, what then

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