Luyện nghe bài hát The End

We sleep by the ever-bright in the door / eat in the corner / talk to the
-- cheating the spiders who come to say ``please'',
(politely).
They at the knees.
Well, I'll go to the of our stairs.
Old gentlemen talk / of when they young / of ladies
and erring sons.
Lace-covered dandies revel (with friends) pure as the --
at both ends.
Well I'll go to the of our stairs.
Scented cathedral -- pointed down.
We for souls 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 a new breed of love-hungry pilgrims
(no to feed).
me a good 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 paradise that itself ``hell'' --
Where no-one has nothing and 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 none -- dark or light, red, white or blue.
Cold is my (freezing).
Summoned by -- I am the overseer over you.
Given this command to watch our miserable sphere.
Fallen grace / called on to bring sun or rain.
Occasional corn from my grew.
Fell with 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
the benign reconciliation.
Legends were born surrounding mysterious lights 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).
by name / I am the overseer / over you.
the icy lucifer.
Oh he's an fellow!
a mistake!
I didn't take a feather his pillow.
Here's the rub: neither am I good or bad.
I'd give up my halo for a horn and the for the hat
I had.
I'm breathing.
life on my ceiling.
The flies there are quietly.
Twist my arm in the dark.
I would two or three for one of those days that never made
on the old score.
I would gladly be a dog up the wrong tree.
saved -- 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 -- 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 you fancy does you good (or so it should).
I thank everybody for me welcome.
I'd but my wings have just dropped off.
Hail!
Son of kings / make the ever-dying sign / cross your in the
Sky for those to be.
am I waiting along the sand.
Cast your sweet spell upon the 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 soles that tread the edge.
Break the circle / stretch the line / upon 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 / queueing at the gate that stands the shore / breathe the
Ever-burning fire 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 from the dark ever-day.
There was a / along the fulham road / into the ever-passion play.