Luyện nghe bài hát Town Meeting Song

Listen there objects so peculiar
were not to be believed
All around things to my brain, my brain

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

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

This thing is called a
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 thing's with a bow
Bow? Bow? But why? How ugly, what's in it? in it?
That's the of the thing, not to know

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

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

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

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

Everyone not so fast
There's something here that you don't 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 deep voice
At that's what I've come to understand

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

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 special of feeling in Christmas land
Oh, well, oh,