Luyện nghe bài hát I Must Be Saved

Lose your under the house, lose the button from your blouse,
Lose the plastic diamond ring the parade-
the color in your lips, lose the swingin' in your hips,
But if you me in your grips I must be saved,

the harmonies we learned, lose the taste of bread you earned,
Lose the stash you always kept but never
Lose your rhythm, lose your lines, lose sense of passing time,
But if you lose me in your mind I be saved,

And if you find your conscience plagued by some misplaced or rage.
Then yourself instead till you remember to forget.

Lose your passion and hope, lose the knotting in your rope,
your armor in the struggles that you brave-
Lose, the children that you bore, lose the battle, the war,
But if you lose me in core I must be saved,

Lose your reverence for winners, your patience forgiveness,
You have to be a master or a slave-
your senses, lose your mind, lose your faith in human kind,
But if you lose me the line I must be saved,

And if you your conscience plagued by some misplaced or righteous rage
Then lose-yourself till you remember to forget.

Lose perfection for a start, lose the you kept apart,
the chance to find another who'd behave,
And then if you haven't yet, 'lose loser's last regret
For if you lose me in your net I must be

the vows we never spoke, lose the punch-line to the joke,
Lose your innocence as if you gave-
Lose the kettle on the pot, you can lose the you've got
But if you lose me in your heart. I must be