Luyện nghe bài hát Sealion

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

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

And you balance your world on the tip of your
Like a sea lion with a ball at the

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

You and you flop under the big white top
Where the long-legged ring mistress and stops
But you know, after all, the act is wearing
As the crowd grow and the boos begin

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

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

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

how we balance the world on the tips of our noses
Like sea lions a ball at the carnival