Luyện nghe bài hát Karn Evil 9 (1st, 2nd & 3rd Impressions)

Cold and morning I heard a warning borne in the air
an age of power where no one had an hour to spare
Where the seeds have withered, children shivering in the cold
Now their faces captured in the of the jackals for gold

I'll be there, I'll be there, I be there.

Suffering in silence, they've all betrayed
They hurt them and beat them in a terrible way
Praying for at the end of the day
There is no compassion for who stay

I'll be there, be there, I will be there

There must be who can set them free
To their sorrow from this odyssey
To help the and the refugees
To protect left of humanity

Can't you see, can't you see, you see?
I'll be there, I'll be there, I will be
To heal sorrow
To beg and
tomorrow!

Step inside, hello! We've a most show!
You'll enjoy it all, we know -- inside, come inside.
We've got thrills and shocks, supersonic cocks
your hammers at the box -- come inside, come inside.

Roll up! up! Roll up! See the show!

Left behind the bars, rows of Bishops' heads in
and a inside a car
Spectacular! Spectacular!

If you me there's a speciality
tears for you to see
Misery, misery.
Roll up! Roll up! up!
See the show!

Next upon the bill in our of Vaudeville
We've a stripper in a
a thrill! What a thrill!
And not with that, with our hands behind our backs,
We pull Jesus a hat,
Get into that! Get that!
up! Roll up! Roll up!
See the show!

Welcome back my friends to the show that never
so glad you could attend
Come inside! inside!
There behind a glass is a real of grass
be as you pass.
Move along! along!

Come inside, the show's about to
guaranteed to blow head apart
assured you'll get your money's worth
The greatest in Heaven, Hell or Earth.
got to see the show, it's a dynamo.
You've got to see the show, it's and roll ....

Soon the Gypsy Queen in a glaze of
Will on guillotine
What a scene! a scene!
Next upon the will you please extend a hand
to Alexander's Band
Dixieland,
Roll up! up! Roll up!
See the show!

Performing on a stool we've a to make you drool
Seven and a mule
it cool. Keep it cool.
We'd like it to be the exhibits that were shown
were our own,
All our own. All our own.
Come and see the show! Come and see the show! and see the show!
See the show!

Second
(Instrumental)

Impression
(lyrics: Peter Sinfield, Lake)

Man alone, born of
Will stamp the of time
His hands strike the of his soul;
a rope to a tree and hangs the Universe
Until the wind of laughter cold.

that rattles in men's ears
And rears its head
Dread .... Death .... in the ....
Man of pray and kneel
With fever's torch
Thrust into the face of the
Draws a of compassion
by countless Kings
Whose jewelled trumpet words his sight.
that no man thought would fall
The of the just
Crushed .... .... in the wind ....

No man who flies in my ship
DANGER!
Let the bridge computer
STRANGER!
LOAD PROGRAM. I AM YOURSELF.
No computer in my way
blood can cancel my pain
Guardians of a new dawn
Let the of war be drawn.

Rejoice! is ours!
Our young men have not in vain,
Their graves no flowers
The tapes recorded their names.

I am all is
NEGATIVE! PRIMITIVE! LIMITED! I LET YOU LIVE!
But I gave you
WHAT ELSE YOU DO?
To do was right
I'M PERFECT! ARE