Luyện nghe bài hát Town Meeting Song

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

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

But you believe when I tell you this
It's as real as my and it does exist
let me show you

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

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

It's a bat, will it
It's a rat, 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 pick up an sized sock
And it like this on the wall

Oh, yes, it still have a foot? Let me see, let me look
Is it rotted and with gook?
Hmm, let me explain there's no foot inside, but there's
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 girls and boys?
What a splendid idea, Christmas sounds fun
Why I fully it, let's try it at once

Everyone please not so
something here that you don't 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 fearsome king with a deep voice
At least that's what I've to understand

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

And on a dark cold night under full
He flies a fog like a vulture in the sky
And they call him Claws

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