Luyện nghe bài hát Once Upon a Time

Once a time, way back a long time ago
When the universe consisted of nothing more elaborate
Mark Bolman, oh, thank you
And don't it, that's not Marc Bolan
That's Volman

Hiya friends, I welcome each
And everyone of you, I wanna say to you
I feel great, I mean, I great
Everywhere I go are always comin' up to me
And they say Mark, Mark,

Mark are you kiddin', tell you this friends
I am not kiddin', I mean, I am and I am maroon
Well, how people here tonight can guess what I am?
Ah, I guess what you are

Well, then I'll give you some
And the first is, I am portly
Does that Not much
No, I don't who you are

Okay, I got one, clue two
I am double knit, does that
No, not much, whaddya

Well, I've to give you one more clue
I know this is gonna give it
And I hate damn to tell you this
But clue number
Ich bin Maroon!
Ah a sofa!

upon a time, way back a long time ago
When the universe
Of nothing more than
Mark Volman, thank you,

Trying to each and every member
Of this hip audience here tonight
That he was nothing more, nothing

Than a fat maroon
Suspended in the midst of a emptiness
A light shined down from

And there he was ladies and
The good Lord and he
He a look at the sofa
And he said to
"Quite an sofa"
"This sofa be commercial"

With a few Margaritas
And the company
However, I
"What this sofa needs" the Big 'G'

"Is a bit of flooring of it"
And so in order to make this project possible,
He summoned the assistance of the celestial corp of
And, by means of a cute little song in the language

is the way he talks whenever it's heavy business
The Lord went something like this
it away Jim Pons

Gib zu mir Fussbodenbelag
Unter fetten fliessenden sofa

Gib zu mir etwas
Unter diesen fliessenden sofa

And of ladies and gentlemen that means
Give unto me a bit of flooring this fat floating sofa
And sure enough boards of oak
Throughout the emptiness as far as permits

all the way from Belfast to Bogner Regis
And the Lord put aside his cigar
And proceeded to deliver the charming
Maroonish sofa, the of his message

With the of a small electric clarinet
And it something like this
it away Jim Pons

Gib zu mir etwas
Unter diesen fliessenden sofa

Gib zu mir etwas
Unter diesen fetten fliessenden

And of course ladies and gentlemen, that
Give unto me a bit of flooring under this fat sofa

And sure boards of oak appeared
the emptiness as far as vision permits

Stretching all the way from Belfast to Regious
And the put aside his huge cigar
And to deliver unto the charming
Maroonish sofa the bulk of his

With the assistance of a small electric
And he went something like