Luyện nghe bài hát Jokerman

Standing on the waters casting 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 a hurricane was blowing
Freedom just around the for you
But with the truth so far off, what will it do?

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

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

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

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

dance to the nightingale tune,
Bird fly by the light 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 out your features
Resting in the fields, far the turbulent space,
Half asleep near the stars with a small dog your face

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

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

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

It's a shadowy world, skies are gray,
A woman gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet
He'll put the priest in his pocket, put the to the heat,
Take the motherless children off the
And place them at the of a harlot
Oh, Jokerman, you what he wants,
Oh, Jokerman, you don't any response

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