Luyện nghe bài hát Last Supper, The

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

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

The end . . .
Is just a little harder when brought about by
For all you care this could be my blood
For all you care bread could be my body
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 thinking I'll be - yes
I be out of my head!
Look at your blank faces! My will mean nothing
Ten minutes 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 here dining, one of my twelve
Will leave to me -

Cut out the dramatics! You know 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 I admired you
For now I you

You - you Judas

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

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

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

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

You sad pathetic man - see where 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, a wounded animal
A mandarin
A mandarin
Like a jaded, faded, faded, jaded, jaded

Get out! They're waiting! Get out! waiting!
Oh! They're 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
in a gentle pool of wine
What's that in the bread it's gone to my
Till evening is this morning life is fine

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

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