Luyện nghe bài hát The Floors Won't Scrub Themselves

The dust shelves are nearly bare
The laundry high both here and there and
The mantle-piece holds time so now passed
From days when all these still seamed to pass
actions held rewards and life seemed purposeful
When pens were as swords
And the glass was not half empty but half
Oh no, oh no

The clumps of dirt and hair collecting in the
Won't warrant a blank stare no one is around
When the bells have their ringing and the sounds have ceased their singing
And all the people that you know are rotting down
The floors won't scrub themselves they?