Luyện nghe bài hát Sealion

Over the and under the sky
Riding dirty horses, go you and I
Mating chance, copulating with mirth
The sad glad paymasters, for it's worth?

The ice cream castles are
The super-marketeers are on
There's a golden handshake 'round your neck
As you your cigarette on the burning deck

And you your world on the tip of your nose
Like a sea with a ball at the carnival

You wear a shiny skin and a hat
The almighty trainer, let's it go at that
You bark ever so slightly at the gun
you whiskers melting in the noon-day sun

You flip and you flop the big white top
Where the ring mistress starts and stops
But you know, after all, the act is thin
As the grow uneasy and the boos begin

But you balance your world on the tip of nose
You're a sea lion with a at the carnival

Just a trace of upon our fixed grins
For is no business like the show where in
There is no reason, no rhyme, no
To leave the circus 'til we've said night

The performance in the same old way
It's the same old story to this play
So shoot the moon and hope to call the tune
And make no pin of this big balloon

Look how we balance the world on the tips of our
Like sea lions with a at the carnival