Luyện nghe bài hát Whaling Stories

Pailing well after sixteen
A mammoth was set
Sack the town and rob the
And steal the

Close the door and bar the
But the windows clean
God's alive a movie
Watch the silver

Rum was served to all the
Pygmies held in check
Bloodhounds nosed around the
Down alleys sailors crept

Six bells struck, the pot was
Soup out on passers by
Angels incantations
Closely by god on high

Lightning struck out, fire and
oil and shrieking steam
Darkness with molten fury
glorified the scene

Not a man who had a
Not a man who be seen
Nothing
(Not nor number)
Echo its final scream

washed with sands of gladness
Rotting all it rotted
peeped out on their neighbors
Inside fireside gleam

Shalimar, the chorused
Angels wholly all shall
Those alive will the prophets
Those at shall see their wake