Luyện nghe bài hát Jerusalem On The Jukebox

Jerusalem on the Jukebox, they talk in tongues on Street
Heaven help the Pharisee whose halo has slipped down to his
A thousand comedians have died for your sins
Jerusalem on the jukebox, little angels, your wings

At poolside picnics, chant for Ferraris and furs
Their sharpens but their hold on reality blurs
You can have your cake and eat it and never have to puke up a

on the jukebox, little angels, beat your wings

In the bathroom mirror, they try that Joan of Arc look
Two parts Ingrid Bergman, to one Shirley MacLaine
The wounds of time you but the surgeon's knife only stings
Jerusalem on the jukebox, little angels, beat wings

In video-suburbia, the blue flickers and flames
Ecstasy and holy are the favorite games
And God has the sharpest and the cleanest chin
on the jukebox, little angels, beat your wings

The checks her hair and her make-up and here comes the groom
What one-eyed monster comes slouching into your room
Rudolph or the curse of the two-legged things
Jerusalem on the jukebox, little angels, beat your