Luyện nghe bài hát Last Supper, The

Look at all my and tribulations
Sinking in a gentle pool of
disturb me now I can see the answers
Till this evening is this morning life is

hoped that I'd be an apostle
Knew that I would make it if I
when we retire we can write the gospels
So still talk about us when we've died

The end . . .
Is just a little harder brought about by friends
For all you care wine could be my blood
For all you care this bread be my body
The end!
is my blood you drink
This is my you eat
If you would remember me you eat and drink . . .
I must be mad thinking I'll be - yes
I be out of my head!
Look at your blank faces! My name 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 will deny me - and that's not all I see
One of you here dining, one of my chosen
Will leave to me -

Cut out the dramatics! You know very who -

Why you go do it?

You me to do it!

Hurry they are

If you why I do it . . .

I care why you do it!

To I admired you
For now I you

You liar - you

You me to do it!
if I just stayed here
And ruined your
you deserve it!

Hurry you fool, and go,
Save me your
I want to know - Go! Go!

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

Always that I'd be an apostle
Knew that I would it if I tried
Then when we retire we can write the
So they'll all about us when we've died

You sad man - see where you've brought us to
Our ideals die around us and all of you
But the cut of all -
has to turn you in
Like a common criminal, like a animal
A jaded
A jaded
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 don't
Why you let the you did get so out of hand
have managed better if you'd had it planned -
Ah --- ah

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

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

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