Luyện nghe bài hát Town Meeting Song

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

It's a unlike anything I've ever seen
And as hard as I try, I can't 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

thing is called a present
And the whole thing with a box
A Is it steel? Are there locks?
Is it with 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? Bow? But why? How ugly, in it? What's in it?
That's the point of the thing, not to

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

Listen now you don't
That's not the of Christmas land
Now pay attention we pick up an over sock
And hang it this on the wall

Oh, yes, does it still a foot? Let me see, let me look
Is it and covered with gook?
Hmm, let me there's no foot inside, but there's candy
Or sometimes it's filled with 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, this Christmas fun
Why I fully endorse it, let's try it at

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

For the ruler of this land
Is a fearsome king with a deep mighty
At least that's what I've to understand

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

And on a dark cold under full moonlight
He into a fog like a vulture in the sky
And call him Sandy Claws

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