Luyện nghe bài hát Apparition No12

Hey now my red rolling in
To catalogue and number stone cold dream
And I've Sal thumbing his way up to the stars
I've seen angels in the shooting galleries qnd in the bars

seen a death warrant out on the moon
I saw what happened when the prophet too soon
And I the radio sneeze into the evening
And all the bat-squeak singers fake hope to the sleeping

I've seen the cover up of cold hard
And burning acid holes in the magazine racks
And I saw Jenny have a baby in the
Where they're playing blind mans bluff between the dying and the

seen a paper corpse holing up a doorway
I heard the lonely voices yeah, I did it your way
And I held the future up to a glass
It a striking resemblance to the embers of the past

I've the chorus-girls, the ribbons and the rot
Seen debates on the steel-rim of a whiskey shot
And I caught the glimmer in a eye
I've seen these AK-47's with noses to the sky

And I smelled the ghosts of the ashes and the
I've got tattooed on the insides of my eyelids
And be watching when the Richter reaches 10
I bled by weapons, babe, and now I'm one of them.