Luyện nghe bài hát Apparition No12

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

I've a death warrant out on the moon
I saw what happened the prophet spoke too soon
And I heard the radio sneeze the evening
And all the bat-squeak selling fake hope to the sleeping

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

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

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

And I the ghosts of the ashes and the orchids
I've got promises tattooed on the of my eyelids
And I'll be watching when the reaches 10
I by these weapons, babe, and now I'm one of them.