Luyện nghe bài hát Last Supper, The

Look at all my and tribulations
in a gentle pool of wine
Don't me now I can see the answers
Till this evening is this morning is fine

Always hoped I'd be an apostle
Knew I would make it if I tried
Then we retire we can write the gospels
So they'll still talk about us when died

The end . . .
Is a little harder when brought about by friends
For all you care this wine be my blood
For all you this bread could be my body
The end!
is my blood you drink
This is my you eat
If you would remember me when you eat and . . .
I must be mad thinking I'll be - yes
I be out of my head!
Look at your blank faces! My will mean nothing
Ten after I'm dead!
One of you me
One of you me

Not I! Who Impossible!

Peter deny me in just a few hours
Three times will me - and that's not all I see
One of you dining, one of my twelve chosen
Will to betray me -

Cut out the dramatics! You know well who -

Why you go do it?

You me to do it!

Hurry they are

If you why I do it . . .

I don't why you do it!

To think I you
For now I you

You liar - you

You me to do it!
What if I just stayed
And ruined ambition?
Christ you it!

Hurry you fool, and go,
Save me speeches
I don't want to - Go! Go!

Look at all my and tribulations
in a gentle pool of wine
What's that in the bread it's gone to my
Till this is this evening life is fine

hoped that I'd be an apostle
Knew I would make it if I tried
Then when we we can write the gospels
So they'll all talk about us when died

You sad pathetic man - see where you've us to
Our ideals die around us and all of you
But the cut of all -
Someone has to you in
Like a common criminal, like a animal
A jaded
A mandarin
Like a jaded, faded, faded, jaded, mandarin

Get out! They're waiting! Get out! waiting!
Oh! waiting for you!

Everytime I look at you I understand
Why you let the things you did get so out of
You'd have better if you'd had it planned -
Ah --- ah

Look at all my trials and
Sinking in a gentle of wine
What's that in the it's gone to my head
this evening is this morning life is fine

Always hoped that I'd be an
that I would make it if I tried If I tried
Then when we we can write the gospels
So they'll still talk about us when died

Will no-one stay awake me?
John? James?
Will none of you wait me?
Peter? John?