Luyện nghe bài hát The End

We sleep by the ever-bright in the door / eat in the corner / talk to the
Floor -- cheating the spiders who to say ``please'',
(politely).
They at the knees.
Well, go to the foot of our stairs.
Old talk / of when they were young / of ladies
and erring sons.
Lace-covered dandies revel (with friends) pure as the --
at both ends.
Well I'll go to the of our stairs.
cathedral -- spire pointed down.
We pray for in kentish town.
A delicate hush -- the gods / by / wishing us well --
Pie in the sky.
God of / lord of time -- mine is the right to be wrong.
Well I'll go to the of our stairs.
Jack rabbit spawn a new breed of love-hungry pilgrims
(no to feed).
Show me a man.
I'll you the door.
The last hymn is and the devil cries ``more.''
Well, I'm all for and that being done, I've put in a request
To take up my turn in that forsaken paradise that calls itself --
no-one has nothing and nothing is
Well meaning fool, pick up thy bed and rise up from your smiling.
me your hate and do as the loving heathen do.
Colors I've none -- or light, red, white or blue.
Cold is my (freezing).
Summoned by name -- I am the over you.
Given this command to watch o'er our sphere.
from grace / called on to bring sun or rain.
Occasional corn my oversight grew.
with mine angels from a far better place, offering services for
The of face.
Now you're here, you may as well all whom living has retired
the benign reconciliation.
Legends were born mysterious lights seen in the sky
(flashing).
I just / lit a fag then / took my leave in the of an eye.
play -- join round the maypole in dance (primitive
Rite) (wrongly).
Summoned by name / I am the overseer / you.
the icy lucifer.
Oh an awful fellow!
a mistake!
I take a feather from his pillow.
Here's the everlasting rub: am I good or bad.
I'd give up my halo for a and the horn for the hat
I had.
I'm breathing.
life on my ceiling.
The there are sleeping quietly.
my right arm in the dark.
I would give two or three for one of those that never made
on the old score.
I would gladly be a dog up the wrong tree.
Everyone's -- we're in the grave.
See you there for tea.
Time for awaking -- the tea lady's / making a and / baking
New bread.
Pick me up at half past none -- / not a moment to lose. there
Is / the train on I came.
On the are my old shoes.
Station rings his bell.
Whistles and flags wave.
A little of you fancy does you good (or so it should).
I everybody for making me welcome.
I'd stay but my wings have just off.
Hail!
Son of kings / make the ever-dying / cross your fingers in the
Sky for those to be.
There am I waiting the sand.
Cast sweet spell upon the land and sea.
Magus perde, take your hand off the chain.
Loose a wish to still / the rain / the about to be.
Here am I (voyager life).
Tough are the soles that tread the edge.
Break the circle / stretch the line / call the devil.
/ the gods / the gods' own fire.
In the revel.
The passengers / upon the ferry crossing / waiting to be born / the
Pledge of life's long / rise to the reveille horn.
Animals / queueing at the gate stands upon the shore / breathe the
Ever-burning that guards the ever-door.
Man / son of man / buy the of ever-life (yours to breathe and
the pain of living): living be!
am i!
Roll the away from the dark into ever-day.
was a rush / along the fulham road / into the ever-passion play.