Luyện nghe bài hát The End

We sleep by the ever-bright hole in the / eat in the corner / talk to the
Floor -- cheating the spiders who to say ``please'',
(politely).
They at the knees.
Well, go to the foot of our stairs.
Old gentlemen talk / of they were young / of ladies
and erring sons.
Lace-covered dandies revel (with friends) pure as the --
at both ends.
Well go to the foot of our stairs.
Scented -- spire 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 time -- mine is the 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).
Show me a man.
show you the door.
The last hymn is sung and the cries ``more.''
Well, I'm all for and that being done, I've put in a request
To take up my turn in that paradise that calls itself ``hell'' --
no-one has nothing and nothing is
Well fool, pick up thy bed and rise up from 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 -- I am the overseer over you.
Given this command to watch our miserable sphere.
Fallen grace / called on to bring sun or rain.
Occasional from my oversight grew.
Fell with mine angels a far better place, offering services for
The of face.
Now you're here, you may as well all whom living has retired
From the reconciliation.
were born surrounding mysterious lights seen 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).
Summoned by name / I am the / over you.
the icy lucifer.
Oh an awful fellow!
a mistake!
I didn't take a from his pillow.
Here's the everlasting neither am I good or bad.
I'd give up my for a horn and the horn for the hat
I had.
I'm breathing.
There's on my ceiling.
The flies there are quietly.
Twist my arm in the dark.
I give two or three for one of those days that never made
on the old score.
I gladly be a dog barking up the wrong tree.
saved -- we're in the grave.
See you for afternoon tea.
Time for awaking -- the tea / making a brew-up and / baking
New bread.
me up at half 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 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.
There am I waiting the sand.
Cast your spell upon the land and sea.
Magus perde, take your from off the chain.
Loose a to still / the rain / the storm about to be.
am I (voyager into life).
Tough are the that tread the knife's edge.
Break the / stretch the line / call upon the devil.
/ the gods / the gods' own fire.
In the revel.
The passengers / upon the ferry crossing / to be born / renew the
Pledge of life's long song / rise to the horn.
Animals / queueing at the gate that upon the shore / breathe the
Ever-burning fire that the ever-door.
Man / son of man / buy the of ever-life (yours to breathe and
the pain of living): living be!
am i!
Roll the stone away from the into ever-day.
There was a rush / along the fulham / into the ever-passion play.