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

From the Arizona desert to the Salisbury
Lights on the patterns on the grain
Anxious eyes upward clutching souvenirs
Carrying our hopes and our darkest fears

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

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 flying

They're not here, not coming
Not in a years
your weary eyes back homeward
Stop your trembling, dry your

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

they pile into the saucer
Find rat and hug it?
Go through the universe
Just to get

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

Well, it's a cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold,
Post, world
No authenticity, no of soul
The radio play George and Merle

not here, they're not coming
Not in a million
'Til we put away our
'Til we lay aside our

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

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

Now you to be delivered
From this world of pain and
That's a sorry
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

not here, they're not coming
Not in a million
Turn your hopes homeward
Hold your children, dry their

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

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

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