Luyện nghe bài hát They're Not Here, They're Not Coming

From the Arizona desert to the Salisbury
Lights on the horizon on the grain
Anxious eyes turned upward souvenirs
our highest hopes and our darkest fears

They swear there was an back in '47
Little man with a great big head splattered down from
Government conspiracy, cover-ups and
Hidden in the under endless skies

Well, a cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold
Post, postmodern
No time for heroes, no place for good
No room for Rocky, the squirrel

They're not here, they're not
Not in a million
your weary eyes back homeward
Stop trembling, dry your tears

You may see the flashing
You may hear the humming
But I you, my brother
not here, they're not coming

Would they pile into the
Orlando's rat and hug it?
Go screaming the universe
to get McNuggets?

Well, I don't think so, I don't so
much too dangerous, it's much too strange
Here in a world that won't Oprah
No on the range

Well, it's a cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold,
Post, postmodern
No authenticity, no of soul
The radio won't play and Merle

They're not here, they're not
Not in a years
'Til we put away our
we lay aside our fears

You may see the heavens
You may the cosmos humming
But I you, my sister
They're not here, not coming

To this we were given
And always took for
Well, like my daddy told me
You just where you're planted

Now you to be delivered
From this world of pain and
a sorry substitution
For a life

Well, it's a cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold,
Post, postmodern
No for sentiment, no room for romance
Bring back the of Earl

They're not here, not coming
Not in a million
Turn hopes back homeward
your children, dry their tears

You may see the heavens
You may hear the cosmos
But I promise you, my
They're not here, not coming

They're not here, not coming
Not in a years
'Til we put away our
And lay aside our

You may see the heavens
You may hear the humming
But I promise you, my
not here, they're not coming