Luyện nghe bài hát Town Meeting Song

Listen there were objects so
They not to be believed
All things to tantalize my brain, my brain

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

But you must believe when I you this
as real as my skull and it does exist
Here let me you

This thing is a present
And the whole starts with a box
A box? Is it steel? Are locks?
Is it with a pox? A pox, how delightful, a pox

If you just a box with bright colored paper
And the whole topped with a bow
Bow? Bow? But How ugly, what's in it? What's in it?
the point of the thing, not to know

It's a bat, will it
It's a rat, it break?
Perhaps it's the that I found in the lake

Listen now you understand
That's not the point of Christmas
Now pay attention we pick up an over sized
And hang it this on the wall

Oh, yes, does it still have a foot? Let me see, let me
Is it and covered with gook?
Hmm, let me explain no foot inside, but there's candy
Or sometimes it's with small toys

Small toys, do they bite? Do they snap or in a sack
Or perhaps just spring out and scare girls and boys?
What a idea, this Christmas sounds fun
Why I fully endorse it, try it at once

Everyone please not so
There's something that you don't quite grasp
Well, I may as well give them what want
And the best, I must confess, I have for the last

For the of this Christmas land
Is a fearsome king with a mighty voice
At least that's what I've come to

And I've also heard it told that he's to behold
Like a lobster, and red
And out to slay with his rain gear on
Carting bulging sacks his big great arms

And on a dark cold night full moonlight
He flies into a fog a vulture in the sky
And they him Sandy Claws

Well, at least they're though they don't understand
That special kind of in Christmas land
Oh, well, oh,