Luyện nghe bài hát Where There's a Will There's a Whalebone

The I set sail on a whalebone
the gale. force made the sky grow
and I was far out in the
when I cut the roof of my mouth on the
down down went the femur
I let my backbone in the ether
laying low in a hideout
if anyone finds out; turn their lights out

where there's a will there's a whalebone (way to go) you'll never know
I set that morning and I may not come back know lay low
in a hideout to bust you- tropical
it's neurotic and
with yet another broke (bone) incidental
not
when track the mental
within movement they know, even with the solitary movement
words get arranged for maximum
mean will
where there's a whalebone there's a
tale gone
gang on a boat
it's the same
same
nature stretches it out by note
It'S a new state, you don't know the nomenclature, the governor has status
the apparatus
and that is half the
can't think of how to absorb us, they can't thing of how to solve me
see
a cancerous mix of pirates for kicks- signed,
C.(L.)(T.)G.
in congealed
is all on the surreal
don't appeal to the side where the law
after all that, a separatist homicide
rappers try to cultivate carbon
you tried to get entranced by the folks try to get us by hap-happenstance.

busdriver: frame our press shots with a sternum
and a dolphin femur, band breather lab tech a solvent
in a broken beaker, yell in mics and moonlight as a coffin cleaner
then poolside I food with Hollywood anorexics
I'm in a crew of pallbearers and ambidextrous players
we got pool flair, remove all layers of industry pretension
and augmented attributes
because I'm blanketed in nude doll
but with these styles we're on-air
so we've been annexed to an isle
by the radio programmer, half - man
that of satin bible study tutor choir boy
prefers the that are uninspired and coy
but uhh Driver's is to show a lot of follow through
a monocle coming out a fiery void
collecting style in late fees
they never return it after the test
by a robots breast size
we ain't entertained by animals
marooned on our safe haven
everyday is a paid

In the evening I on a wishbone
so I all the stars would go home
but one was a dog its tail drawn
it wagged (laughed) as it shed, now its long
I remember the
but I a choice to stay here
low in a tropical hide-out
if finds out, I'll turn their lights out