Luyện nghe bài hát At The Helm Off Hells Ships

Cat's
Circle the globe on protruding white
with green trays, baskets
Snakes and probe
A bridge of dog
A bench, a
She's so that naked lady of mine
Slight turn in
The out on the moan
The churbs so
A chorus of fogs on into streets
Of forest greens,

We all walk in the straight
and tight
We all walk in a straight
Nice and

Elvis from the eyes
light up the skies
Kneel the potato
And kiss the forehand of
Sunset and

in the straight line
With my on
My on
in the straight line
Nice and

t-shirts
Airport
smiles
Nothing is
No one is
Whispers of secrets
Through these streets where my lady

Walkin with my on
on
Walkin the straight
and Tight

Human chases at Jesse Helms
Guiding the and
Their children, the king's dominion
Here, kitty,
Here, kitty,

With my on