Luyện nghe bài hát Swatting Flies

Now that I've used up all my
Here in my house by the sea
I for a usable memory
But none to me

In grade one, my teacher do embalming
She'd stuff the bodies of dead little
She told us if ever we one
Just to it to her

And in the science was an iguana
It lay still in its cage
And feed him living flies

Then she'd the old testament to us
But first she'd remind us the were true
And we'd hear of and plagues
And the tortures knew

And in the science was an iguana
I remember it now in my by the seaside
Swatting