Luyện nghe bài hát Sealion

Over the mountains and the sky
Riding dirty horses, go you and I
with chance, copulating with mirth
The sad glad paymasters, for what it's

The ice cream castles are
The are on parade
There's a golden handshake hanging 'round neck
As you light your on the burning deck

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

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

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

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

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

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

Look how we the world on the tips of our noses
Like sea lions with a ball at the