Luyện nghe bài hát I Must Be Saved

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

the harmonies we learned, lose the taste of bread you earned,
Lose the stash you kept but never craved-
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 by some misplaced or righteous rage.
Then lose yourself till you remember to forget.

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

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

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

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

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