Luyện nghe bài hát Scrooge

Paul
When a wind blows it chills you
you to the bone
But there's in nature that
your heart

Like of being alone
It paints you with
Like a lady paints with
And the of the worst

The most and cursed
Is the one we call Scrooge (yeah)
as any
And the of many

This is Ebenezer
Oh, goes Mr. Humbug
goes Mr. Grim
If gave a prize for bein' mean

the would be him
Oh, Scrooge he his money
'Cause he thinks it gives him
If he became a flavor you can bet he be sour

There Mr. Skinflint
goes Mr. Greed
The undisputed of
The underhanded

He charges a fortune
For his dark and drafty
Us poor folk in misery
It's even worse for

He must be so
He be so sad
He goes to
To us he's bad

really a victim of fear and of fright
Look close and there be
a sweet man
Naaaah!

There Mr. Outrage
goes Mr. Sneer
He has no for friends or fun
His makes that clear

ask him for a favor
'Cause his increases
No crust of bread for in need
No cheeses for us

There Mr. Heartless
There Mr. Cruel
He gives
He only

Yes that's his only
If bein' mean's a way of
you and rehearse,
then all work is paying off

Scrooge is getting worse
day
In way
is getting worse