Luyện nghe bài hát Antichrist Television Blues

I wanna work in a building downtown
No, I don't work in a building downtown
I know what I'm gonna do
Cause the planes keep crashing 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 don't wanna in a building downtown
their cars in the underground
Their when they scream - they make no sound
I see the cities rust
And the makers riding on the back of the bus

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

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

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

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

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

Dear God, you send me a child?
Oh God, would you send me a
Cause I put it up on the TV screen
So the world can see what your true word
Lord, would you just me a sign?
Cause I gotta know 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 tastes good?

You're such a child!
Oh, you're such a child!
I you're tired, but it's alright
I just need you to for me tonight
You're gonna your day in the sun
You know God loves the sensitive

Oh, my little in a cage!
Oh, my bird in a cage!
I you to get up for me, up on that stage
And show the men that you're old for age
Now the time for fear
But if you don't 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 the money

Wanna hold a mirror up to the
So that they can see themselves inside my girl

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