Luyện nghe bài hát The Floors Won't Scrub Themselves

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

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