Luyện nghe bài hát StStephen's Day Murders

I of two sisters whose name it was Christmas
And one was Dawn of course, the other one was named Eve
I wonder if they grew up the season
Of the good will that till the Feast of St. Stephen

For that is the time to eat, and be merry
'Til the beer is all spilled and the is flowed
And the whole family you neglected to bury
Are feeding their faces until explode

There'll be laughter and tears over Tia
Mixed up with that drink made from
And it's all we've got left as you draw your breath
And it's nice for the kids as you've finally got rid of
In the St Stephen's Day

Uncle is garglin' a air
While the babe in his pulls out all that remains of his hair
And not drunk enough yet to dare criticize
The great big kipper tie about to baptize

His gin-flavoured whispers and of sherry
His crimble shirt flung out over the shop
While the from the Christmas tree blow up the telly
His face in like an old cold pork chop

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And the carcass of the left over from the feast
May still be found in the kitchen
And there's in it yet we may live to regret
When the that we poisoned stop twitchin'

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