Luyện nghe bài hát The End

We sleep by the ever-bright hole in the door / eat in the / talk to the
Floor -- the spiders who come to say ``please'',
(politely).
bend at the knees.
Well, I'll go to the of our stairs.
Old gentlemen talk / of when were young / of ladies
Lost and sons.
dandies revel (with friends) pure as the truth --
Tied at ends.
Well go to the foot of our stairs.
Scented cathedral -- spire down.
We pray for in kentish town.
A delicate hush -- the gods / floating by / wishing us --
Pie in the sky.
God of / lord of time -- mine is the right to be wrong.
Well go to the foot of our stairs.
Jack mister spawn a new breed of love-hungry pilgrims
(no to feed).
Show me a man.
I'll you the door.
The last hymn is sung and the devil ``more.''
Well, I'm all for leaving and that being done, I've put in a
To take up my turn in that forsaken that calls itself ``hell'' --
Where no-one has and nothing is
Well meaning fool, up thy bed and rise up from your gloom smiling.
Give me your and do as the loving heathen do.
I've none -- dark or light, red, white or blue.
is my touch (freezing).
Summoned by -- I am the overseer over you.
Given this command to watch o'er our sphere.
Fallen from / called on to bring sun or rain.
Occasional corn my oversight grew.
Fell mine angels from a far better place, offering services for
The of face.
Now you're here, you may as well admire all living has retired
From the reconciliation.
Legends were born surrounding mysterious seen in the sky
(flashing).
I / lit a fag then / took my leave in the blink of an eye.
Passionate play -- join round the in dance (primitive
Rite) (wrongly).
Summoned by name / I am the overseer / you.
the icy lucifer.
Oh an awful fellow!
a mistake!
I didn't take a feather his pillow.
the everlasting rub: neither am I good or bad.
I'd give up my for a horn and the horn for the hat
I had.
I'm breathing.
There's on my ceiling.
The there are sleeping quietly.
my right arm in the dark.
I would give two or three for one of those days that made
on the old score.
I would gladly be a dog up the wrong tree.
saved -- we're in the grave.
See you there for tea.
Time for awaking -- the tea / making a brew-up and / baking
New bread.
Pick me up at half none -- there's / not a moment to lose. there
Is / the train on I came.
On the are my old shoes.
Station rings his bell.
Whistles blow and wave.
A little of you fancy does you good (or so it should).
I everybody for making me welcome.
I'd stay but my wings have just off.
Hail!
Son of kings / make the ever-dying sign / cross fingers in the
Sky for about to be.
There am I along the sand.
Cast your sweet spell upon the and sea.
Magus perde, take your hand off the chain.
Loose a wish to / the rain / the storm about to be.
am I (voyager into life).
Tough are the that tread the knife's edge.
Break the / stretch the line / call upon the devil.
Bring / the gods / the own fire.
In the revel.
The passengers / upon the ferry crossing / waiting to be born / the
Pledge of life's long / rise to the reveille horn.
Animals / queueing at the gate that stands upon the / breathe the
fire that guards the ever-door.
Man / son of man / buy the flame of (yours to breathe and
the pain of living): living be!
am i!
Roll the stone away from the dark ever-day.
There was a rush / along the road / into the ever-passion play.