Luyện nghe bài hát The End

We sleep by the ever-bright hole in the door / eat in the / talk to the
Floor -- cheating the who come to say ``please'',
(politely).
They at the knees.
Well, I'll go to the of our stairs.
Old gentlemen talk / of when were young / of ladies
Lost and sons.
Lace-covered 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 / us well --
Pie in the sky.
God of ages / lord of -- mine 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).
me a good man.
I'll you the door.
The hymn is sung and the devil cries ``more.''
Well, I'm all for leaving and being done, I've put in a request
To take up my turn in forsaken paradise that calls itself ``hell'' --
Where no-one has nothing and is
Well meaning fool, pick up thy bed and rise up from your smiling.
Give me your and do as the loving heathen do.
Colors I've none -- or light, red, white or blue.
Cold is my (freezing).
Summoned by name -- I am the over you.
Given this command to watch our miserable sphere.
Fallen from grace / called on to sun or rain.
Occasional corn from my grew.
Fell with mine angels from a far better place, services for
The of face.
Now you're here, you may as well all whom living has retired
From the reconciliation.
Legends were born surrounding mysterious lights 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.
Here's the everlasting rub: neither am I or bad.
I'd up my halo for a horn and the horn for the hat
I had.
I'm breathing.
There's on my ceiling.
The there are sleeping quietly.
Twist my arm in the dark.
I would give two or three for one of those days that never
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 / a brew-up and / baking
New bread.
Pick me up at half past none -- there's / not a moment to lose.
Is / the on which I came.
On the are my old shoes.
Station master his bell.
blow and flags 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 kings / make the sign / cross your fingers in the
Sky for about to be.
am I waiting along the sand.
Cast your sweet spell the land and sea.
Magus perde, take hand from off the chain.
a wish to still / the rain / the storm about to be.
Here am I (voyager life).
Tough are the soles that the knife's edge.
Break the circle / the line / call upon the devil.
Bring / the gods / the own fire.
In the revel.
The passengers / the ferry crossing / waiting to be born / renew the
Pledge of life's long song / to the reveille horn.
Animals / queueing at the gate that stands upon the shore / the
Ever-burning fire that the ever-door.
Man / son of man / buy the flame of (yours to breathe and
Breath the pain of living): be!
am i!
Roll the stone from the dark into ever-day.
was a rush / along the fulham road / into the ever-passion play.