Luyện nghe bài hát The End

We sleep by the ever-bright in the door / eat in the corner / talk to the
Floor -- the spiders who come to say ``please'',
(politely).
bend at the knees.
Well, I'll go to the 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 -- spire pointed down.
We pray for souls in town.
A delicate hush -- the gods / floating by / wishing us --
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 spawn a new breed of love-hungry pilgrims
(no to feed).
Show me a man.
I'll you the door.
The hymn is sung and the devil cries ``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 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 hate and do as the heathen do.
Colors I've -- dark or light, red, white or blue.
Cold is my (freezing).
by name -- I am the overseer over you.
Given this command to watch o'er our sphere.
from grace / called on to bring sun or rain.
Occasional from my oversight grew.
Fell with mine from a far better place, offering services for
The of face.
Now you're here, you may as well admire all whom has retired
From the reconciliation.
Legends were surrounding mysterious lights seen in the sky
(flashing).
I just / lit a fag then / took my in the blink 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 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 are sleeping quietly.
my right arm in the dark.
I would give two or three for one of those days that made
on the old score.
I would gladly be a dog up the wrong tree.
Everyone's saved -- in the grave.
See you for afternoon tea.
for awaking -- the tea lady's / making a brew-up and / baking
New bread.
Pick me up at half past -- there's / not a moment to lose. there
Is / the train on I came.
On the are my old shoes.
Station rings his bell.
Whistles and flags wave.
A little of what you fancy does you (or so it should).
I thank everybody for me welcome.
I'd stay but my wings have just off.
Hail!
Son of kings / make the ever-dying sign / cross your in the
Sky for about to be.
There am I along the sand.
your sweet spell upon the land and sea.
Magus perde, your hand from off the chain.
Loose a wish to still / the / the storm about to be.
am I (voyager into life).
Tough are the soles that tread the edge.
Break the / stretch the line / call upon the devil.
Bring / the / the gods' own fire.
In the revel.
The passengers / upon the ferry / waiting to be born / renew the
Pledge of life's long / rise to the reveille horn.
Animals / queueing at the that stands 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 away from the dark into ever-day.
was a rush / along the fulham road / into the ever-passion play.