Luyện nghe bài hát Lordly Nightshade

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

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

We slip a pew and escape, but I just don't know
All I can do is

me more, what then

Down Main Street I go on a duffel-coat instead
For a little room, yawn, I'm so tired with this big bag of coal on my
a top hat, I'm trying to sell or a lesson to learn
Vaguely some fire to burn

While a whole of middle aged persons with dwarfish expressions
And tinned conversations in Sunday blessed
around for a photograph, watch the cuckoo
Do you need any coal? But it appear that they do

Then I offered my throat to the wolf, but I just 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 meanings, it tastes so good
The wolf with his bunch of red roses is slinking away
All on a day