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 turned upward clutching
Carrying our highest and our darkest fears

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

Well, a cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold
Post, postmodern
No time for heroes, no for good guys
No room for Rocky, the flying

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now you long to be
From this world of pain and
That's a sorry
For a spiritual

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

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

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

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

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