Luyện nghe bài hát Shah of Shahs

After these comes the sweeping up
The rag and possessions, an old tin cup
The army trucks have away the newly slain
The angry crowd retreats, but theyll be again

And the prisoner in the palace does not
The ingratitude him after all hes done and planned
But if this the way that it must be hell be damned
If he let them take away his perfect dream

Ministers stuff bank notes into leather
Their wives have packed the jewelry and the tanks
The is on the street now, growing day by day
And even the informers know the away

And the in the palace is appalled by this charade
Feeling strangely unprotected by his of golden braid
And if this is the way it must be then Im afraid
He will not let them take his perfect dream

And mountains of equipment brought from foreign lands
Are now stacked up in the desert being buried by the
These rows of helicopters rusting where they
Are to take away the perfect dream

He cried inside the limousine and at the too
Where the knelt before him and kissed his shoe
He flew the desert and the open sea
While they tore down all his and his legacy

And the victor the newsmen with a strange and stoic style
They take a hundred thousand pictures and in none of a smile
But this is just the way that it must be now for a
Hes only come to bring another perfect