Luyện nghe bài hát Puppet Song

Now you may have observed if you walk into a
You get a sensation of reality
you take a look through your memory book
You may perceive a certain regularity

The crazy things your mind gets up to when you're
Throwing clouds of rain over day

And there was once a man
He all day and slept all the night
He at the sun, it didn't seem bright, it didn't seen right

He wondered, did the world go along on its own
Or did some spirit it with a black cat bone?
And he set out to find the causes behind the events in the
And the seasons of the

So he asked his about it, and his wife said, yes
Come back and see me, if it's time to know
You do too much a questions of the world at
knows the politician's in charge

So he went to the King house just the day
To see that politician with his dyed gray
Jump down, turn around, blow you up or kiss the
Trying to be the of the land so gay

He had those false pretendies, I had to love his
Bound to make some havoc that violin smile
Hey, Salvador Dali, a walking, talking something
You paint some freaky pictures, a likeness of that man
Muchos if you can

And so the little man asked the
Who the plan, who makes the plan?
happens to me and who has the key?

Now you are me, who makes the scene
His highness, King Gold and Madam Silver, his
They keep it all a rustling the dollars and pounds
And everyone knows money makes the world go around

And so the little man asked King Gold and Silver
Come, me, what you can
And King said, lifting his golden voice from his golden bed

Now is something, it's a basic flow
And me, I am the of jewels and dough
I do a lot of talking, both slow and
But me make decisions, no, of course, it's the

For the past is something, we all some
And history is a bundle of fun
Now I get sleepy, to nod
And if you want to check the picture, want to the picture
Want to check it, it with God

And so the little man climbed up on a rickety
To the lands
And he a tear, "It's all so queer and it doesn't seem clear"

Now God was sitting easy in a heavenly
deep and lazy on the heavenly air
The little man got near him just to get from wrong
Said, "God, are you responsible for all that on?"

God looked up having a heavenly think
He gave that little questioner a heavenly wink,

"Men have colored me the colors of their minds, so I find
They use me as an excuse for all of goofs
And for of all kinds
All your so hard facts painted thinly on the
Why you not more pleasantly employed?

Anything you want to do, I'm happy if you it go right
And it's true, if it you happy
Oh, you know it makes the world more
And you shall have liberty, liberty, it always was anyway

one of my kind, you're an infinite mind
You make new day
There's more I can say"