Luyện nghe bài hát Prophet Song

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

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

When inspiration is not
become an addict of the certain kind
And when inspiration just doesnt pull through
I not be there to save you

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

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

My was not divine
And I became an addict of the certain
And when my inspiration didnt fall through
Tell me, where the were you?

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

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

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