Luyện nghe bài hát X-Mas on the Isthmus

It's on the Isthmus of Panama
We're listless this
No Claus
No wise men, no

No trucks
No
No
We're out of luck

Ah, we hung all our
On the palm with care
Stayed up all
Still there

So we snorted incense
And shot up some
up two more days
Just to make

Ah it's on the Isthmus of Panama
It's hopeless, we're
No Claus
No wise men, no

No trucks
No reindeer, no
We're out of luck
Bethlehem, bethle-her,
Bethle-me,

Ah, something about X-Mas
That me to tears
an chestnuts
An reindeers

That story the Bible
God's son
The injection
Ah, you the one

Well, they wadn't from around
was Judean strangers
So they up the front desk
"Let me to the manger"

There was horses, was cows
There was sheep, was pigs
Mary asked
"Hey who booked gig?"

Ah, it's on the Isthmus of Panama
We're shiftless, giftless
No Claus
No wise men, no

No trucks
No reindeer, no
We're out of luck
Bethlehem, bethle-her,
Bethle-me,