Luyện nghe bài hát WAKE Me Up

I've got this portrait of gentle Jesus meek and mild

I've got this harlot that I'm with carrying another man's child

The solitary star announcing burnt out as we arrived

They'd throw us back across the if they knew that we survived
And they were to see us

So they us with palms

They asked for ammunition, acts of contrition and alms

Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, me up
With a slap or a
me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up
There must be something better than


I've got imaginary radio, and I'm punching up the dial

I've got the A.C. on the T.V. so it won't blow up in my eye

And everything I thought fanciful or mocked as too extreme

Must be entertainment here in the strange land of my dreams

And I'm practicing my likeness of St. of Assisi

And if I my hand outstretched

A little bird to me

I might recite a small prayer

If I ever them

I lay down on an frame

And myself in Bedlam

Stepping on the fingers that stretching through the bars

Wailing echoes the corridors


Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, me up
With a slap or a
Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, me up, wake me up
There must be better than this


They've got scared and decorated girl strapped to the steel trunk of a Mustang

They drove her down a grove where traitors hang and stars still spangle

They flags and other rags along a colored thread of twine

They dragged that bruised and purple heart along the to Palestine


Someone off muttering, he mentioned thirty pieces
saw a slaughtering, each wrapped in bloodstained fleeces

My thoughts returned to vengeance but I put up no

Though I seemed a long way my home
really was no distance


Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, me up, wake me up
a slap or a kiss
Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, me up, wake me up
must be something better than this


And the player piano picks out "Life On"

The rang out "Jerusalem"
the pit of sadness

Where the wretched
buried all the Innocents

We must bury


Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, me up, wake me up
There must be better than this
There be something better than this
There must be something than this

the name of the Father and the Son
In the name of and a Gun
Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, me up, wake me up