Luyện nghe bài hát Jokerman

Standing on the waters your bread
the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing
Distant ships sailing the mist,
You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a was blowing
Freedom just around the for you
But with the truth so far off, what will it do?

dance to the nightingale tune,
Bird fly by the light of the moon,
Oh, oh, oh,

So the sun sets in the sky,
You up and say goodbye to no one
Fools rush in where angels to tread,
Both of futures, so full of dread, you don't show why
Shedding off one layer of skin,
one step ahead of the persecutor within

Jokerman to the nightingale tune,
Bird fly by the light of the moon,
Oh, oh, oh,

You're a man of the mountains, you can on the clouds,
Manipulator of crowds, you're a dream
You're to Sodom and Gomorrah
But what do you Ain't nobody there would want to marry your sister
Friend to the martyr, a friend to the of shame,
You look the fiery furnace, see the rich man without any name

Jokerman to the nightingale tune,
Bird fly high by the of the moon,
Oh, oh, oh,

Well, the of Leviticus and Deuteronomy,
The law of the jungle and the sea are your only
In the smoke of the twilight on a steed,
Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your
Resting in the fields, far the turbulent space,
Half asleep near the stars a small dog licking your face

Jokerman to the nightingale tune,
Bird fly by the light of the moon,
Oh, oh, oh,

Well, the stalking the sick and the lame,
Preacherman seeks the same, get there first is uncertain
Nightsticks and cannons, tear gas, padlocks,
cocktails and rocks behind every curtain,
False-hearted dying in the webs that they spin,
a matter of time 'til night comes steppin' in

Jokerman dance to the tune,
Bird fly by the light of the moon,
Oh, oh, oh,

It's a shadowy world, are slippery gray,
A woman just gave to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet
He'll put the in his pocket, put the blade to the heat,
Take the motherless off the street
And place them at the of a harlot
Oh, Jokerman, you know he wants,
Oh, Jokerman, you don't show any

Jokerman to the nightingale tune,
Bird fly high by the of the moon,
Oh, oh, oh,