Luyện nghe bài hát Town Meeting Song

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

For the ruler of this Christmas
Is a king with a deep mighty voice
At least what I've come to understand

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

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

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