Luyện nghe bài hát The Mad Hatter's Song

Oh seekers of how could you not find contentment
In a time of riddling reasons in land of the blind
By the joke of fate alone it's sure as the loved hand leaves you
You for the slip-stream, the realness to find

But do what you like, do you like, do what you like
Do you like, do what you like, do what you can
Do what you can, live till you die my poor man
For Jesus will stretch out His no more

But in the south there's a waving tree
Oh, would that fingers move your pain
In the warm winds the lost flowers bloom again
And if you cried, you know you'd fill a with tears
Still turn back the years

the city has took you mad Hatter is on my mind
So sad, sad to see the way it grew those other that I knew
That have either fell or mad Hatter is on my mind
And you have to see clear some time

Prometheus the problem child still with his brains
Gives his limping leopard's to the miser in his veins
Saying Gods are indigestions I come for
But I am the archer the of laughter and mine is the arrowed flight

I am the archer, and my eyes yearn the unsullied sight
Born of the dark of the daughters of night
Dancing without after the clear light

Oh Perithian fate be kind in the rumbling and trundling of time
Hooked by the heart to the king fisher's
I will set my one eye for the of the blind