Luyện nghe bài hát Madagascar

Two loathsome cutthroats
Armed to the
Hurling grenades
As they get closer to the

We had and blunderbusses
Off to get an island with the money tree
Take it from the rich, the pirates
Jump the and torture them, the rich

A twenty-one gun salute and three loud
Pirate rowed ashore for fair bloody share
crowd shouted out, "Viva le roi"
Twenty more cannons, thirty-four
Headed out for treasure in the bourbon
Plunder was gold, diamonds, silks and porcelains

Madagascar, we're comin for barrels of rum
A leg, I stand on by ye gallows we hung