Luyện nghe bài hát Praise The Lord

Praise The
by Poi Dog
Wishing A Mountain and Thinking Like the Sea
CK 45403 1990
"Praise the Lord," he to me.
And he quite happy,
He quite at ease.
And I "Yeah."
I was just down at the sea
And it to me,
That I to feel it knock me down,
Twist and and churn me around,
it's the mother ocean
And I'm one of her sons.
And she can do just what she to me
And I know she does purposely.
I respect, that goes unsaid,
But it's all a twist of fate.
And I about heaven's gate
'Cause I've it, but not up close.
And I know it ain't no white
And I know I'll be nothing there.
Just for fish and twisting worms,
But that's fine with me,
when I'm being tossed by the sea
I can feel a greater than Misery,
Greater my stupid job,
Greater than our Bomb.
And a time to mind without complexity.
And she can do what she wants to me
And I she does nothing purposely.
I must respect, that unsaid,
But all just a twist of fate.
So don't me about the Land of Nod,
Where we are to sit at the right hand of God,
Where the Lion will lay the the lamb,
you know damn well he'll eat him if he can.
The Lion doesn't be pacified
With of an endless life
'Cause he it's not that way,
He's not he sees it everyday -
The birth, the and the decay,
The birth, the and the decay.
And he accepts, and sees it's OK -
He eat us for our elitist ways.