text_original: We know your morning hours you pass To cull and gather out a face; Is this the way you take your glass? Forbear it: Those loads of paint upon your toilet Will never mend your face, but spoil it, It looks as if you did parboil it: Drink claret.
text_transcription: WE KNOW YOUR MORNING HOURS YOU PASS TO CULL AND GATHER OUT A FASS IS THIS THE WAY YOU TAKE YOUR GLASS FORBEAR IT THOSE LOADS OF PAINT UPON YOUR TOILET WILL NEVER MEND YOUR FACE BUT SPOIL IT IT LOOKS AS IF YOU DID PARBOIL IT DRINK CLARET
phonemes: wiː nˈoʊ jʊɹ mˈɔːɹnɪŋ ˈaʊɚz juː pˈæs tə kˈʌl ænd ɡˈæðɚɹ ˈaʊt ɐ fˈeɪs; ɪz ðɪs ðə wˈeɪ juː tˈeɪk jʊɹ ɡlˈæs? fˈɔːɹbɛɹ ɪt: ðoʊz lˈoʊdz ʌv pˈeɪnt əpˌɑːn jʊɹ tˈɔɪlɪt wɪl nˈɛvɚ mˈɛnd jʊɹ fˈeɪs, bˌʌt spˈɔɪl ɪt, ɪt lˈʊks æz ɪf juː dˈɪd pˈɑːɹbɔɪl ɪt: dɹˈɪŋk klˈæɹət.