Luyện nghe bài hát Prophet Song

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

And after Ive prophesized if you to sleep next to me
With those cold and wooden youve polished for the orgy
But youll have to wait on line like the rest of
I cannot service all at one

When is not divine
Youll an addict of the certain kind
And when your just doesnt pull through
I might not be to save you

And after the sun the orgy begins
And my five and dime scissors
Ill cut the of commencement
For every graduating disciple my discipline

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

My inspiration was not
And I became an of the certain kind
And my inspiration just didnt fall through
Tell me, where the hell were

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

But youll to wait on line
Just me the holiest of deli counters
have to take a number
Yes one after the youll have to wait on line

Cause when Im a I might let you in
To circle Ive started of women and men