Luyện nghe bài hát Outside Of The Inside

God never listened to Parker
Charlie Parker lived in
Blasphemer,
Let a needle numb his
away his monkey music
Damn his demons, his pain

And the point of Albert Einstein
What do we need for?
Heresys his
and rotten to the core
Curse his mathematics
Curse his deadly war

Theres a message on the
Calling me to somewhere
There are signs too for the dumb
perfume in the air
And when I get to
I wont realize that Im

Shakespeare, Newton
Small ideas for little
to the senseless chatter
Adding to the noise
Hard to my oratory
Hard to my inner voice

Van Gogh,
paint onto a board
Color is the of madness
Thats no way to the Lord
the color of the pious
Knelt the misery cord

Theres a on the wind
Calling me to glory
There are signs too for the dumb
perfume in the air
And when I get to
I realize that Im there

Im familiar the cover
I need to read the book
I police the world of
where I can never look
Got no to help the worthless
Lotus-eaters, Mandarins,

Theres a on the wind
Calling me to somewhere
are signs too deep for the dumb
Like in the air
And when I get to
I wont realize that Im