Luyện nghe bài hát Town Meeting Song

Listen everyone, there objects so peculiar
They were not to be
All around, to tantalize my brain

It's a world unlike I've ever seen
And as hard as I try, I can't seem to
Like a most improbable

But you must when I tell you this
It's as real as my and it does exist
Here, let me you

is a thing called a present
The whole thing with a box
A box? Is it steel? Are there
Is it filled a pox? A pox, how delightful, a pox

If you please, a box with bright-colored paper
And the whole thing's topped a bow
A bow? But How ugly?
What's in it? in it?

the point of the thing, not to know
It's a bat, will it It's a rat, will it break?
Perhaps it's the that I found in the lake

now, you don't understand
That's not the point of land
Now, pay attention, we pick up an over-sized
And hang it like on the wall

Oh, yes, does it still a foot?
Let me see, let me
Is it rotted and with gook?

Let me explain, there's no foot inside, but there's
Or sometimes filled with small toys
Small toys, do bite? Do they snap?
Or explode in a sack? Or they just spring out
And girls and boys

What a idea, this Christmas sounds fun
Why, I fully endorse it, try it at once

Everyone, please now, not so
There's something here that you quite grasp
Well, I may as well give them what want

And the best, I must confess, I have for the last
For the ruler of this Christmas
Is a fearsome with a deep mighty voice
Least that's what I've to understand

And I've heard it told
That he's to behold
a lobster, huge and red

And out to slay with his rain gear on
Carting sacks with his big great arms
is, so I've heard it said

And on a dark, cold night, under moonlight
He flies into a fog, a vulture in the sky
And they call him Sandy

Well, at least they're excited, though they understand
That kind of feeling in Christmas land, oh, well