Luyện nghe bài hát The Shining Hour

Are we on the phone
With the Lady Clarke?
And her solo
ghost sings for pay

In the blue billiard room of the
For room and for
And the back key is a
19th Century war sword

Once by John Booth
Who his script
he caught his leather boot
And this could be the hour
Based on all mad belief
In the money oil and angel

In the new age
There's a in the wall
Behind the photograph of Al
He's a down at city hall

The police they through here
And watch you get dressed
In the two-way
But it's all in spirits

And if you close your
You can't help,
But to 'em move
And could be the shining hour
Based on all mad belief
In the oil and angel powder

In the new age
I a toast
To the of the horse
Who carried Tut

And his gold the sun
He last summer
From the heat
Somewhere in the East

Oh it me to think
I'm no longer living
Just looking for to drink
So lift up glass and you Ouija board

'Cause I'm fading,
fast
And this could be the hour
Based on all those mad
In the money oil and angel
In the new age