Luyện nghe bài hát Morph The Cat

High above Manhattan
floats and has a shape like that
Fans like us who the skies
We it's Morph the Cat

Gliding a big blue cloud
Tomkins Square to Upper Broadway
Beyond the park to Hill
Stops a for a latte

He oozes the heating duct
Swims like seaweed the hall
He briefly digs wiggy pad
And out through the wall

It's kind of like an mindbath
Cool and sweet and rough
light on New York City
Like without the chintzy stuff

exactly does he want
This puff of smoke
To make you feel all warm and
you heard a good joke

Like you an Arlen tune
Or you bought a crazy hat
Like you had a Cooler
Ooh - the Cat

all the talk in shops and schoolyards
Sultan - the Automat
Players in da Bronx
Respects to the Cat

kind of like an arctic mindbath
Cool and and slightly rough
Liquid light on New York
Christmas without the chintzy stuff

So rich is his
You can almost it sing
He the roofs
And bells to ring

Chinese cashiers can it now
Grand old at evening mass
racketeers
And models
on the grass

Blessed Yankees have an
When this feline to bat
joy to old Manhattan
All watch the for Morph the Cat