Luyện nghe bài hát What 's This?

What's this? this?
color everywhere
What's
white things in the air

What's
I can't believe my
I must be
up, Jack, this isn't fair
What's

What's this? this?
There's something wrong
What's
There's people songs

What's
The are lined with
Little children
Everybody so happy
Have I possibly daffy?
What is this? What's

There's children snowballs
Instead of heads
They're busy building
And no one's dead

There's frost on window
Oh, I can't my eyes
And in my bones I feel the
That's from inside

Oh, look, this?
They're mistletoe, they kiss
Why that looks so unique,
They're gathering around to a story
Roasting on a fire
this? What's this?

In they've got a little tree, how queer
And who ever think
And

They're covering it with tiny little
They've got electric on strings
And there's a on everyone
So, now, me if I'm wrong
This looks like fun, this looks fun
Oh, could it be I got my
What's

Oh my, now?
The children are
But look, nothing underneath
No ghouls, no witches here to scream and scare
Or ensnare them, little cozy things
Secure them in dreamland
this?

The monsters are all
And the nightmares can't be
And in their there seems to be
feeling all around

Instead of screams, I
I can hear in the air
The smell of and pies
Are everywhere

The sights, the
everywhere and all around
I've felt this good before
This place inside of me has been filling up
I cannot get enough

I want it, oh, I it
Oh, I it for my own
I've got to
got to know
What is this place that I found?
is this?