Luyện nghe bài hát The End

We sleep by the ever-bright in the door / eat in the corner / talk to the
Floor -- cheating the who come to say ``please'',
(politely).
bend at the knees.
Well, go to the foot of our stairs.
Old gentlemen talk / of when they were young / of
and erring sons.
Lace-covered revel (with friends) pure as the truth --
Tied at ends.
Well I'll go to the of our stairs.
cathedral -- spire pointed down.
We for souls in kentish town.
A delicate hush -- the gods / floating by / us well --
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 rabbit mister spawn a new of love-hungry pilgrims
(no to feed).
Show me a man.
show you the door.
The last hymn is and the devil cries ``more.''
Well, I'm all for leaving and that done, I've put in a request
To up my turn in that forsaken paradise that calls itself ``hell'' --
Where has nothing and nothing is
Well meaning fool, pick up thy bed and up from your gloom smiling.
Give me your hate and do as the heathen do.
Colors I've -- dark or light, red, white or blue.
is my touch (freezing).
Summoned by -- I am the overseer over you.
Given this to watch o'er our miserable sphere.
Fallen from grace / on to bring sun or rain.
corn from my oversight grew.
Fell with mine from a far better place, offering services for
The of face.
Now here, you may as well admire all whom living has retired
From the reconciliation.
Legends born surrounding mysterious lights seen in the sky
(flashing).
I just / lit a fag then / my leave in the blink of an eye.
Passionate play -- join the maypole in dance (primitive
Rite) (wrongly).
Summoned by / I am the overseer / over you.
the icy lucifer.
Oh he's an fellow!
a mistake!
I take a feather from his pillow.
Here's the everlasting 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.
life on my ceiling.
The flies are sleeping quietly.
my right arm in the dark.
I would give two or three for one of those that never made
on the old score.
I gladly be a dog barking up the wrong tree.
Everyone's -- we're in the grave.
See you for afternoon tea.
Time for awaking -- the tea lady's / making a and / baking
New bread.
Pick me up at past none -- there's / not a moment to lose. there
Is / the on which I came.
On the are my old shoes.
Station master his bell.
Whistles blow and wave.
A little of what you does you good (or so it should).
I thank everybody for me welcome.
I'd stay but my wings have dropped off.
Hail!
Son of / make the ever-dying sign / cross your fingers in the
Sky for about to be.
There am I waiting the sand.
Cast your sweet spell the land and sea.
Magus perde, your hand from off the chain.
a wish to still / the rain / the storm about to be.
am I (voyager into life).
Tough are the soles that tread the edge.
Break the circle / stretch the line / call the devil.
Bring / the / the gods' own fire.
In the revel.
The passengers / upon the ferry crossing / waiting to be / renew the
Pledge of long song / rise to the reveille horn.
Animals / at the gate that stands upon the shore / breathe the
fire that guards the ever-door.
Man / son of man / buy the flame of ever-life (yours to and
Breath the of living): living be!
am i!
Roll the stone away from the into ever-day.
There was a rush / along the fulham road / into the play.