Luyện nghe bài hát Last Year's Man

The rain falls down on last man
a Jew's harp on the table that's a crayon in his hand
And the corners of the blueprint are ruined they rolled
Far past the stems of that still throw shadows on the wood
And the skylight is like skin for a drum I'll never
And all the falls down amen 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 them her name was Joan of Arc
I was in army, yes I stayed a little while
I want to you, Joan of Arc for treating me so well
And though I wear a uniform I was not born to
All these wounded boys you lie goodnight, my friends, goodnight

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

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

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