Luyện nghe bài hát Prophet Song

When Im a prophet I let you in
To this circle Ive started of and men
But youll to wait in line
These that I give are not mine

And after Ive prophesized if you want to sleep to me
With those cold and wooden youve polished for the orgy
But youll have to wait on line like the rest of
I service all at one time

inspiration is not divine
Youll become an addict of the kind
And when your inspiration just doesnt through
I not be there to save you

And after the sun falls the orgy
And with my five and dime
Ill cut the ribbons of
For every graduating disciple entering my

Yeah my five and dime scissors my cape and my crown
And the cane Ill use to point to the crowd
But I will point you out of a million years of punch
And to pain I once thought was mine

My was not divine
And I became an addict of the kind
And when my inspiration just fall through
me, where the hell were you?

And sigh in the fashion of your Mary Magdalene
While you search for the Jesus you you cant win
You know cant win with me and my purity and you in sin
Yes with me in my and you in your sin
You will search for the Jesus you you cant win

But have to wait on line
Just consider me the holiest of deli
Youll have to take a
Yes one the other youll have to wait on line

Cause when Im a prophet I let you in
To this circle Ive started of and men