Luyện nghe bài hát The End

We sleep by the hole in the door / eat in the corner / talk to the
-- cheating the spiders who come 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
Lost and sons.
Lace-covered dandies revel (with friends) pure as the --
at both ends.
Well go to the foot of our stairs.
Scented cathedral -- spire down.
We pray for souls in town.
A delicate hush -- the gods / floating by / wishing us --
Pie in the sky.
God of ages / 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 is sung and the devil cries ``more.''
Well, I'm all for leaving and being done, I've put in a request
To take up my turn in that forsaken paradise calls itself ``hell'' --
Where has nothing and nothing is
Well fool, pick up thy bed and rise up from your gloom smiling.
me your hate and do as the loving heathen do.
Colors I've none -- dark or light, red, or blue.
Cold is my (freezing).
Summoned by -- I am the overseer over you.
Given this command to watch our miserable sphere.
from grace / called on to bring sun or rain.
Occasional corn my oversight grew.
Fell with mine angels from a far place, offering services for
The of face.
Now you're here, you may as admire all whom living has retired
the benign reconciliation.
Legends were born surrounding mysterious lights in the sky
(flashing).
I just / lit a fag then / my leave in the blink of an eye.
Passionate -- join round the maypole in dance (primitive
Rite) (wrongly).
by name / I am the overseer / over you.
the icy lucifer.
Oh an awful fellow!
a mistake!
I didn't take a feather his pillow.
Here's the everlasting rub: am I good or bad.
I'd up my halo for a horn and the horn for the hat
I had.
I'm breathing.
life on my ceiling.
The there are sleeping quietly.
Twist my arm in the dark.
I would give two or for one of those days that never made
on the old score.
I gladly be a dog barking up the wrong tree.
Everyone's -- we're in the grave.
See you there for tea.
Time for awaking -- the tea / making a brew-up and / baking
New bread.
Pick me up at half none -- there's / not a moment to lose. there
Is / the train on I came.
On the are my old shoes.
Station master his bell.
blow and flags wave.
A little of what you fancy you good (or so it should).
I thank everybody for me welcome.
I'd stay but my wings have dropped off.
Hail!
Son of kings / make the ever-dying / cross your fingers in the
Sky for about to be.
am I waiting along the sand.
Cast your spell upon the land and sea.
Magus perde, your hand from off the chain.
a wish to still / the rain / the storm about to be.
Here am I (voyager life).
Tough are the that tread the knife's edge.
Break the / stretch the line / call upon the devil.
Bring / the gods / the own fire.
In the revel.
The / upon the ferry crossing / waiting to be born / renew the
Pledge of long song / rise to the reveille horn.
Animals / queueing at the gate stands upon the shore / breathe the
Ever-burning fire that the ever-door.
Man / son of man / buy the of ever-life (yours to breathe and
Breath the pain of living): be!
am i!
Roll the stone away the dark into ever-day.
There was a rush / along the fulham / into the ever-passion play.