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

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

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

If you just a box with bright colored paper
And the whole thing's topped 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, will it
Perhaps the head that I found in the lake

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

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

Small toys, do they bite? Do they snap or in a sack
Or perhaps they just out and scare girls 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 here that you don't quite grasp
Well, I may as well give what they want
And the best, I must confess, I have saved for the

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

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

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

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