Luyện nghe bài hát Flight from Lucifer

Flee the icy Lucifer. Oh an awful fellow!
What a mistake! I didn't a feather from his pillow.
the everlasting rub: neither am I good or bad.
I'd up my halo for a horn and the horn for the hat I once had.
I'm only breathing. There's on my ceiling.
The there are sleeping quietly.
my right arm in the dark.
I would two or three for
one of days that never made
on the old score.
I would gladly be a dog up the wrong tree.
Everyone's saved in the grave.
See you there for tea.
Time for the tea lady's making
a brew-up and new bread.
me up at half past none
there's not a to lose.
There is the on which I came.
On the are my old shoes.
master rings his bell.
Whistles and flags wave.
A little of you fancy does you good (Or so it should).
I thank
for me welcome.
I'd but my wings have just dropped off.