Luyện nghe bài hát Minstrel In The Gallery (Edited Version)

The in the gallery
Looked down upon the faces
He met the gazes, observed the
the old men's cackle

He brewed a song of and hatred
Oblique suggestions and he
He polarized the
Static-humming,
Freshly day, glowed factory
Salaried and

He titillated men of
warming, hands still rubbing
On the parts they never
He the nappy-suffering
Infant-bleating, jokers
TV makers, overfed and undertakers

Sunday paper, players
Family-scarred and
Then he called the down to the stage
And he looked at all the friends he'd

The minstrel in the
down upon the smiling faces
He met the gazes, observed the
the old men's cackle

And he brewed a of love and hatred
suggestions and he waited
He the pumpkin-eaters
Static-humming,

The minstrel in the
down on the rabbit-run
And he threw away his
He saw his in everyone

He men of action
Belly warming, still rubbing
On the they never mention
Salaried and

He the nappy-suffering
Infant-bleating, jokers
TV makers
and undertakers

Sunday paper, players
and women-haters
Then he called the band down to the
And he looked at all the friends made

The minstrel in the
down on the rabbit-run
And threw away his
He saw his in everyone

The minstrel in the
Looked down upon the smiling

The in the gallery