Luyện nghe bài hát Antichrist Television Blues

I don't wanna in a building downtown
No, I don't wanna work in a building
I don't what I'm gonna do
the planes keep crashing always two by two
I don't 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 work in a building downtown
Parking cars in the underground
Their voices when they scream - they make no
I wanna see the rust
And the trouble makers on the back of the bus

God, I'm a good Christian man
In glory, I know you understand
That you gotta hard and you gotta get paid
My thirteen, but she don't act her age
She can sing like a bird in a
Oh Lord, if you see her when she's up on that stage!

You that I'm a God fearing man
You know I'm a God fearing man
But I gotta know if it's part of your plan
To seat my daughters by your right hand
I that 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 heart is far
Tell me to say
I'll be mouthpiece!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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