Luyện nghe bài hát Town Meeting Song

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

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

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

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

If you please just a box with colored paper
And the whole topped 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
a rat, will it break?
Perhaps it's the head that I found in the

Listen now you don't
not the point of Christmas land
Now pay attention we up an over sized sock
And it like this on the wall

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

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

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

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

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

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 excited though they don't understand
That kind of feeling in Christmas land
Oh, well, oh,