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 who come to say ``please'',
(politely).
They at the knees.
Well, I'll go to the of our stairs.
Old talk / of when they were young / of ladies
Lost and sons.
Lace-covered revel (with friends) pure as the truth --
Tied at ends.
Well I'll go to the of our stairs.
Scented cathedral -- spire down.
We pray for in kentish town.
A delicate hush -- the gods / floating by / wishing us --
Pie in the sky.
God of ages / lord of time -- 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).
me a good man.
I'll you the door.
The last hymn is sung and the devil ``more.''
Well, I'm all for leaving and that done, I've put in a request
To take up my turn in forsaken paradise that calls itself ``hell'' --
Where no-one has and nothing is
meaning fool, pick up thy bed and rise up from your gloom smiling.
Give me your hate and do as the heathen do.
Colors I've none -- dark or light, red, or blue.
Cold is my (freezing).
Summoned by name -- I am the overseer you.
Given this command to watch o'er our sphere.
Fallen grace / called on to bring sun or rain.
Occasional corn my oversight grew.
Fell with 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
From the reconciliation.
were born surrounding mysterious lights seen in the sky
(flashing).
I / lit a fag then / took my leave in the blink of an eye.
Passionate play -- round the maypole in dance (primitive
Rite) (wrongly).
Summoned by name / I am the / over you.
the icy lucifer.
Oh an awful fellow!
a mistake!
I take a feather from his pillow.
the everlasting rub: neither am I good or bad.
I'd give up my halo for a horn and the for the hat
I had.
I'm breathing.
life on my ceiling.
The flies there are quietly.
my right arm in the dark.
I would two or three for one of those days that never made
on the old score.
I would gladly be a dog barking up the tree.
Everyone's saved -- in the grave.
See you there for tea.
Time for awaking -- the tea lady's / making a brew-up and /
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 master his bell.
Whistles blow and wave.
A little of what you fancy does you (or so it should).
I thank everybody for me welcome.
I'd stay but my wings just dropped off.
Hail!
Son of kings / make the ever-dying sign / cross your in the
Sky for those to be.
There am I waiting the sand.
Cast your spell upon the land and sea.
Magus perde, take your hand off the chain.
Loose a wish to / the rain / the storm about to be.
Here am I (voyager life).
are the soles that tread the knife's edge.
Break the circle / the line / call upon the devil.
Bring / the gods / the own fire.
In the revel.
The passengers / upon the crossing / waiting to be born / renew the
Pledge of long song / rise to the reveille horn.
Animals / queueing at the gate that stands upon the / breathe the
fire that guards the ever-door.
Man / son of man / buy the flame of ever-life (yours to and
the pain of living): living be!
am i!
Roll the stone from the dark into ever-day.
There was a / along the fulham road / into the ever-passion play.