Luyện nghe bài hát The Monkey That Became President

I was there on the day the monkey came into world
His face was round and reddish and his hair was slightly
He didn't look too different from the others I had
Who'd-a-thought he was the answer to the dream?

At first he didn't seem to be at all
Each time he'd to walk about he'd stumble and he'd fall
My first impression was to be a mistaken thought
Lord a'mighty, what's little hairy monkey wrought?

Because I witnessed his departure his mother's womb
I felt inclined to check his every afternoon
One day the keeper of the zoo in the live TV
Frankly said, "I you'll be amazed at what you see"

The walked and talked and waved his arms about his head
In the was the stack of books that he had read
"An Educated Monkey!", the papers 'cross the land
It was more than sociologists could stand

Oh, his fame was universal, he was on the show
talked about him kindly everywhere he'd go
His insight was amazing, his was fair
He a politician welcome everywhere

His wit was not to be with any mind intact
He'd lace a phrase irony and blend it all with fact
Conservatives applauded and the liberals were
The bigots and the were in his camp

Nobody dared to meet him in an open debate
He was by the folks from every state
Yes, a monkey was the President, though not the first
And there was and harmony throughout the universe

The dream I had last night has been related as it
As for interpretation, well, really very plain
Would you rather have a up in Washington, D.C.
Or have those people making out of you and me?