Luyện nghe bài hát Last Year's Man

The rain falls down on last man
That's a Jew's harp on the table that's a crayon in his
And the corners of the blueprint are since they rolled
Far past the stems of thumbtacks that still throw shadows on the
And the is like skin for a drum I'll never mend
And all the rain falls down on the works of last year's man

I met a lady, she was playing her soldiers in the dark
Oh, one by one she had to tell that her name was Joan of Arc
I was in army, yes I stayed a little while
I want to thank you, Joan of Arc for treating me so
And I wear a uniform I was not born to fight
All these wounded boys you lie goodnight, my friends, goodnight

I came upon a that old families had contrived
the bridegroom, Babylon the bride
Great was naked, oh she stood there trembling for me
And Bethlehem inflamed us both like the shy one at some
And when we fell all our flesh was like a veil
That I had to draw aside to see the serpent eat its

Some women wait for Jesus, and some women for Cain
So I hang upon my altar and I my Axe again
And I take the one who me back to where it all began
When was the honeymoon and Cain was just the man
And we read from pleasant Bibles that are bound in blood and
That the wilderness is all its children back again

The rain down on last year's man
An hour has gone by and he has not his hand
But everything happen if he only gives the word
The lovers will rise up and the mountains touch the
But the skylight is like skin for a drum I'll never
And all the rain falls down on the works of last year's man