Luyện nghe bài hát The End

We sleep by the ever-bright hole in the door / eat in the corner / to the
Floor -- cheating the who come to say ``please'',
(politely).
They at the knees.
Well, go to the foot of our stairs.
Old gentlemen / of when they were young / of ladies
Lost and sons.
dandies revel (with friends) pure as the truth --
Tied at ends.
I'll go to the foot of our stairs.
Scented cathedral -- pointed down.
We pray for in kentish town.
A hush -- the gods / floating by / wishing us well --
Pie in the sky.
God of ages / lord of time -- mine is the to be wrong.
Well go to the foot of our stairs.
Jack rabbit 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 done, I've put in a request
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.
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 o'er our sphere.
Fallen from / called on to bring 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 all whom living has retired
From the reconciliation.
Legends were born mysterious lights seen in the sky
(flashing).
I just / lit a fag then / took my leave in the of an eye.
Passionate -- join round the maypole 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 a feather from his pillow.
Here's the everlasting rub: am I good or bad.
I'd give up my halo for a horn and the for the hat
I had.
I'm breathing.
There's on my ceiling.
The flies are sleeping quietly.
my right arm in the dark.
I would give two or 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 there for tea.
for awaking -- the tea lady's / making a brew-up and / baking
New bread.
Pick me up at half past none -- / not a moment to lose. there
Is / the train on I came.
On the are my old shoes.
master rings 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 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 your hand off the chain.
Loose a wish to still / the / the storm about to be.
am I (voyager into life).
Tough are the soles that the knife's edge.
Break the circle / stretch the line / call the devil.
Bring / the gods / the own fire.
In the revel.
The passengers / the ferry crossing / waiting to be born / renew the
of life's long song / rise to the reveille horn.
Animals / queueing at the gate that stands the shore / breathe the
Ever-burning 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 away from the dark into ever-day.
There was a rush / the fulham road / into the ever-passion play.