Luyện nghe bài hát Antichrist Television Blues

I don't wanna work in a building
No, I wanna work in a building downtown
I don't know I'm gonna do
Cause the planes keep always two by two
I wanna work in a building downtown
No, I don't wanna see when the planes hit the

I don't wanna work in a downtown
I wanna work in a building downtown
Parking their cars in the
Their voices they scream - they make no sound
I wanna see the cities
And the makers riding on the back of the bus

Dear God, I'm a good man
In your glory, I know you
That you work hard and you gotta get paid
My girl's thirteen, but she act her age
She can sing like a in a cage
Oh Lord, if you could see her when she's up on stage!

You that I'm a God fearing man
You that I'm a God fearing man
But I just gotta know if it's part of plan
To seat my daughters there by your right
I know you'll do what is right, Lord
For they are the lanterns, and you are the

Now I'm
By the of day
My lips are near, but my is far away
me what to say
I'll be mouthpiece!

Into the light of a that burns
As I drive from the city with the money I earned
Into the black of a sky
I'm into nothing, and I'm asking you why
Lord, you make her a star?
So the can see who you really are

Little girl, you're old to understand
That you'll always be a in a strange, strange land
The men are gonna while you're fast asleep
So you better just stay and hold on to me
If my mocking bird don't sing
Then daddy won't buy her no diamond

Dear God, would you send me a
Oh God, would you send me a
I wanna put it up on the TV screen
So the world can see what true word means
Lord, would you just me a sign?
Cause I just gotta if I'm wasting my time!

Now I'm
By the of day
My lips are near, but my is far away
Now the war is won
How come nothing good?

You're a sensitive child!
Oh, you're a sensitive child!
I know you're tired, but alright
I just you to sing for me tonight
You're gonna have day in the sun
You God loves the sensitive ones

Oh, my bird in a cage!
Oh, my little in a cage!
I need you to get up for me, up on that
And show the men you're old for your age
Now ain't the time for
But if you take it, it'll disappear

Oh, my mockingbird, sing!
Oh, my mockingbird, sing!
I you to get up on that stage for me, honey
And show the men it's not about the

Wanna a mirror up to the world
So that they can see themselves my little girl

Do you where I was at your age?
Any idea I was at your age?
I was working downtown for the minimum
And I'm not gonna let you throw it all away
I'm being cute, I'm through being nice
Oh, tell me, Lord, am I the