Luyện nghe bài hát Sing Another Song, Boys

Let's sing song, boys
This one has old and bitter

Ah, his fingernails, I see broken
His ships, all on fire
The moneylender's lovely daughter
Ah, she's eaten, she's with desire

She him through the glasses
From the pawnshops of her wicked
She him with a microphone
That some poor singer, just me had to leave her

She tempts him with a
She a Nazi dagger
She finds him in a heap
She wants to be his

He says, "Yes, I just go to sleep
But kindly leave, leave the future, it open"
He stands where it is
Oh, I guess he thinks that he's the first one

His upon his leather belt now
Like it was the wheel of some big ocean
And she will learn to herself so well
As all the sails burn down paper

And he has lit the
Of his famous
Ah, they'll never, never ever reach the moon
At least not the one that we're

It's floating, on the open sea, look out there, my friends
And it carries no
But leave these lovers wondering
Why cannot have each other

And let's sing song, boys
one has grown old and bitter