Luyện nghe bài hát Last Year's Man

The rain down on last year's 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 thumbtacks still throw shadows on the wood
And the skylight is like for a drum I'll never mend
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 that her name was of Arc
I was in that army, yes I stayed a little
I want to thank you, Joan of Arc for treating me so
And though I a uniform I was not born to fight
All these wounded boys you lie goodnight, my friends, goodnight

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

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

The rain falls 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 amen on the works of last man