Luyện nghe bài hát Once Upon a Time

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

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

Mark are you kiddin', lemme tell you friends
I am not kiddin', I mean, I am portly and I am
Well, how many people here can guess what I am?
Ah, I can't what you are

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

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

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

Once a time, way back a long time ago
When the consisted
Of nothing more elaborate
Volman, thank you, Frank

Trying to convince each and member
Of this extremely hip audience tonight
he was nothing more, nothing less

Than a fat maroon
in the midst of a great emptiness
A light shined down heaven

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

a few more Margaritas
And the right
However, I
"What this needs" said the Big 'G'

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

Which is the way he talks whenever heavy business
The Lord went something like this
Take it away Jim

Gib zu mir etwas
Unter diesen fetten fliessenden

Gib zu mir Fussbodenbelag
diesen fetten fliessenden sofa

And of course and gentlemen that means
Give me a bit of flooring under this fat floating sofa
And sure enough of oak appeared
the emptiness as far as vision permits

Stretching all the way from Belfast to Bogner
And the Lord put aside his huge
And to deliver unto the charming
Maroonish sofa, the of his message

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

Gib zu mir etwas
Unter fetten fliessenden sofa

Gib zu mir Fussbodenbelag
diesen fetten fliessenden sofa

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

And sure enough of oak appeared
Throughout the emptiness as far as vision

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

the assistance of a small electric clarinet
And he went like this