Luyện nghe bài hát Jehovah & All That Jazz

Hail to the shaman and his drum and the riffraff
in the sun
I for thee
Praise to the and the dispossessed and the genius born of
The nest
You have set me
Hey, you cranks and you clowns with your heads down
I good tidings to you
For all the that he has jehovah don't play jazz like the devil do

See the rose sprung from the heap of
The shafthorse hot and heavy hung
Check the star dust oozing in the mud on it pilgrimage to and blood
Now ain't you and me
Hey, you shakespeares in rags heretics and hags
To thine own be true
Well, he may be beautiful and king but jehovah he swing like the devil

Birdman, birdman, the word, man
Into the we go
Billie, billie, knock me
to me soft and low
Save me from losing my to a heaven as cold as ice
I'd sooner be a free man in hell than a in paradise

So I toot my for the man with roots
Hey, fifer on the e-flat play on, play on
All you sinners and you infidels you you artful bound for hell
Come sing
Come on, you potty-trained saints isms and ain'ts
Dig the my man
Well all deference to his
Gabriel he play no saxophone like coltrane can

Now, save me from losing my soul to a heaven as as ice
I'd sooner be a free man in hell than a prisoner in

I'd sooner catch fire kill my desire

Hail to the shaman and his cardboard drum and the
in the sun
I for you
For all the he has jehovah don't play jazz like the devil do
Yeah, the do
admit he do
Ah, da do

Birdman, birdman, the word, man
Into the we go
Billie, billie, me silly
to me soft and low

Foll all the talent that he has jehovah play no jazz ....