Luyện nghe bài hát The End

We sleep by the ever-bright hole in the door / eat in the corner / to the
Floor -- the spiders who come to say ``please'',
(politely).
They at the knees.
Well, go to the foot of our stairs.
Old talk / of when they were young / of ladies
and erring sons.
Lace-covered revel (with friends) pure as the truth --
at both ends.
Well I'll go to the of our stairs.
cathedral -- spire pointed down.
We pray for in kentish town.
A delicate hush -- the gods / by / wishing us well --
Pie in the sky.
God of ages / lord of time -- is the right to be wrong.
I'll go to the foot of our stairs.
Jack rabbit mister spawn a new breed of love-hungry
(no to feed).
Show me a man.
I'll you the door.
The last hymn is sung and the cries ``more.''
Well, I'm all for leaving and being done, I've put in a request
To take up my turn in that forsaken paradise that calls itself --
no-one has nothing and nothing is
Well meaning fool, pick up thy bed and rise up your gloom smiling.
Give me your and do as the loving heathen do.
Colors I've -- dark or light, red, white or blue.
is my touch (freezing).
Summoned by name -- I am the overseer you.
this command to watch o'er our miserable sphere.
Fallen from grace / called on to sun or rain.
corn from my oversight grew.
Fell with mine angels from a far better place, offering for
The of face.
Now you're here, you may as well admire all whom living has
the benign reconciliation.
Legends were born surrounding lights seen in the sky
(flashing).
I just / lit a fag then / took my in the blink of an eye.
Passionate play -- join round the maypole in (primitive
Rite) (wrongly).
by name / I am the overseer / over you.
the icy lucifer.
Oh he's an fellow!
a mistake!
I didn't take a from his pillow.
Here's the rub: neither am I good or bad.
I'd give up my halo for a and the horn for the hat
I had.
I'm breathing.
There's on my ceiling.
The flies are sleeping quietly.
Twist my arm in the dark.
I would give two or three for one of days that never made
on the old score.
I would gladly be a dog barking up the tree.
Everyone's -- we're in the grave.
See you for afternoon tea.
Time for -- the tea lady's / making a brew-up 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.
master rings his bell.
Whistles and flags wave.
A little of you fancy does you good (or so it should).
I thank for making me welcome.
I'd stay but my have just dropped off.
Hail!
Son of kings / make the sign / cross your fingers in the
Sky for about to be.
am I waiting along the sand.
Cast sweet spell upon the land and sea.
perde, take your hand from off the chain.
Loose a wish to still / the rain / the about to be.
Here am I (voyager 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 / renew the
Pledge of life's song / rise to the reveille horn.
Animals / queueing at the gate that upon the shore / breathe the
fire that guards the ever-door.
Man / son of man / buy the of ever-life (yours to breathe and
Breath the pain of living): be!
am i!
Roll the stone away the dark into ever-day.
There was a / along the fulham road / into the ever-passion play.