Luyện nghe bài hát Last Supper, The

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

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

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

Not I! Who Impossible!

Peter will me in just a few hours
Three will deny 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 very well who -

Why you go do it?

You me to do it!

Hurry are waiting

If you why I do it . . .

I care why you do it!

To think I you
For now I you

You - you Judas

You me to do it!
What if I just here
And your ambition?
you deserve it!

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

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

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

You sad pathetic man - see where brought 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
a jaded, faded, faded, jaded, 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
You'd have managed better if had it planned -
Ah --- ah

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

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

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