Luyện nghe bài hát The Floors Won't Scrub Themselves

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

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