Luyện nghe bài hát Town Meeting Song

Listen everyone, there objects so peculiar
They not to be believed
All around, things to tantalize my

It's a world unlike anything ever seen
And as hard as I try, I seem to describe
a most improbable dream

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

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

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

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

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

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 there's
Or sometimes it's with small toys
toys, do they bite? Do they snap?
Or in a sack? Or perhaps they just spring out
And scare girls and

What a splendid idea, this Christmas fun
Why, I fully it, let's try it at once

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

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

And also heard it told
That he's to behold
Like a lobster, and red

And sets out to slay his rain gear on
Carting bulging with his big great arms
That is, so heard it said

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

Well, at least excited, though they don't understand
That special kind of feeling in land, oh, well