Luyện nghe bài hát Jubilee

He fills the flower vases, trims the bases
Takes change from the poor box, Tyler has the key
He takes nail and to tack up the banner
Of felt scraps glued reading, Jesus lives in me
in the night he mocks the words of the preacher
God is feeling your every

the Christmas stable, restore the plaster Angel
Her lips begin to and her robes begin to peel
For study in the church basement
Hear children Gospel citing, 17:15
Alone in the night he the arms of the preacher
Raised to the ceiling tell God pain

To him the world's defiled in lot he sees a there
He swears this Sodom will burn
Near Sacred Blood a dance hall
Where Tyler Glen saw a girl and a white boy kissing shamelessly

Black on white shoulders
hands on black shoulders
Dancing, and you what's more

He's God's mad disciple, a righteous for the Word he heard
He so misunderstood though simple a crippled man
To know this man is to fear this man to when, to shake when
To shake when he comes wasn't it God let Puritans in Salem
Do what they did to the

Boys at the Jubilee sink into brown bag whiskey
Drinking and reeling on their
at the Jubilee in low-cut dresses
Yield to the caresses and the

Black hands on shoulders
White hands on shoulders
Dancing, and you know more

the tall blades of grass he heads for the Jubilee
With a bucket in his right hand full of rags soaked in
He lifts the shingles in the dark and the rags there underneath
He strikes a matchstick on the box side and watches the ignite
He climbs the bell tower of the Blood to watch the flames
Rising higher toward the trees wailing now toward the scene