Luyện nghe bài hát Town Meeting Song

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

It's a world anything I've ever seen
And as hard as I try, I can't to describe
a most improbable dream

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

This is a thing called a
The thing starts with a box
A box? Is it steel? Are there
Is it with a pox? A pox, how delightful, a pox

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

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

Listen now, you don't
That's not the point of land
Now, pay attention, we pick up an sock
And hang it this on the wall

Oh, yes, does it still have a
Let me see, let me
Is it rotted and covered with

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

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

Everyone, now, not so fast
something here that you don't quite grasp
Well, I may as well give them what want

And the best, I confess, I have saved for the last
For the ruler of this land
Is a fearsome king with a deep voice
Least that's I've come to understand

And I've also it told
That he's something to
Like a lobster, and red

And sets out to slay with his gear on
Carting bulging sacks with his big 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 don't
That special kind of feeling in Christmas land, oh,