Luyện nghe bài hát The Floors Won't Scrub Themselves

The collecting shelves are nearly bare
The piles high both here and there and
The mantle-piece holds time so long now
From days when all these dreams still seamed to
When held rewards and life seemed purposeful
pens were strong as swords
And the glass was not empty but half full
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 have ceased their ringing and the sounds have ceased their singing
And all the that you know are rotting down below
The floors won't scrub themselves they?