Luyện nghe bài hát Wham City

There is a mountain of
up past the big
We have a castle
There is a
Out of the fountain gold
into a hand
handsa held by a bear
who had a sick

Of ghosts and and pigs and bats
with brooms and bats and wigs and
That play big dogs like queens and
and plays drums and sings
'Bout big sharp swords
Beast bees lords
Sweet cakes maste
a ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma

I in my heart that we on a whole
will die and the earth be left
just beast and bee and fish and
this hope I wish someday be
that will have ate our remains
that all knowledge of us has
our burden raised the set free
the earth returns to and sea
our buildings burned and highways
I my friends and everyone
but we've had our chance let's move
let time wash us out the tide