Luyện nghe bài hát WAKE Me Up

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

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

The star announcing vacancy burnt out as we arrived

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

So they greeted us with
asked for ammunition, acts of contrition and small alms

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


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

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

And everything that I fanciful or mocked as too extreme

Must be family entertainment here in the strange land of my

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

And if I hold my hand

A little bird to me


And I might recite a small

If I said them

I lay down on an frame

And found myself in

Stepping on the fingers that were through the bars

Wailing echoes down the


Wake me up, wake me up, me up, wake me up, wake me up
With a or a kiss
me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up
There be something better than this

got this scared and decorated girl strapped to the steel trunk of a Mustang

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

They dangled flags and other rags along a thread of twine

They dragged that bruised and purple along the road to Palestine


Someone went off muttering, he mentioned pieces

Easter saw a slaughtering, each wrapped in bloodstained

My thoughts returned to but I put up no resistance

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


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

the player piano picks out "Life Goes On"

The Ringtone out "Jerusalem"

Into the pit of

Where the wretched
buried all the Innocents

We must bury


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


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