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

From the desert to the Salisbury Plain
on the horizon patterns on the grain
Anxious eyes turned clutching souvenirs
Carrying our highest and our darkest fears

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

Well, it's a 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, they're not
Not in a years
your weary eyes back homeward
Stop trembling, dry your tears

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

Would pile into the saucer
Find rat and hug it?
Go screaming the universe
Just to get

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

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

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

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

To this garden we were
And always for granted
Well, like my daddy told me
You just bloom where planted

Now you to be delivered
From this world of and strife
a sorry substitution
For a spiritual

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

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

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

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

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