Luyện nghe bài hát Jokerman

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

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

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

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

a man of the mountains, you can walk on the clouds,
Manipulator of crowds, you're a twister
You're to Sodom and Gomorrah
But what do you Ain't nobody there would want to marry your sister
to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame,
You look into the 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 and the sea are your only teachers
In the of the twilight on a milk-white steed,
Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your
Resting in the fields, far from the space,
Half asleep the stars with a small dog licking your face

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

Well, the stalking the sick and the lame,
seeks the same, who'll get there first is uncertain
Nightsticks and cannons, tear gas, padlocks,
Molotov cocktails and rocks every curtain,
judges dying in the webs that they spin,
Only a matter of time night comes steppin' in

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

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

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