Luyện nghe bài hát One White Duck/0=Nothing at All

There's a on the skyline, to wish me on my way.
And there's a note on the --- some roses on a
tray.
And the motorway's stretching out to us all,
as I pull on my old --- one white duck
on wall.
Isn't it too damn real?
catch a ride on your violin --- strung upon your bow.
And I'll float on your --- sing your chorus soft
and low.
There's a postcard to say that I called.
You can see from the fireplace, one duck
on wall.
Isn't it just too real?
So fly away and fly away Paul --- from the
ledge of contentment.
The long restless rustle of high-heeled calls.
And I'm bound to deceive you after all.

Something be wrong with me and my brain ---
if I'm so unrewarding.
But my dreams are for dreaming and best that
way --- and my zero to your of ten equals
at all.

There's no double-lock there's no chain on my door.
I'm for consultation,
But remember way in is also my way out, and
love's word is no compensation.

Well, I'm the Black Ace I'm a waiter on
skates --- so don't you to your foreskin conclusion.
I'm up to my deaf ears in cold breakfast trays ---
to be cleared I can dine on your sweet Sunday
confusion.