Luyện nghe bài hát Jokerman

Standing on the casting your bread
While the of the idol with the iron head are glowing
Distant ships into the mist,
You were born with a in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing
Freedom just the corner 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
Fools in where angels fear to tread,
of their futures, so full of dread, you don't show why
Shedding off one layer of skin,
Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor

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

a man of the mountains, you can walk 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 to the woman of shame,
You into the fiery furnace, see the rich man without any name

dance 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 on a milk-white steed,
Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your
Resting in the fields, far the turbulent space,
asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face

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

Well, the rifleman's the sick and the lame,
Preacherman seeks the same, who'll get there first is
Nightsticks and water cannons, gas, padlocks,
Molotov cocktails and rocks every curtain,
False-hearted dying in the webs that they spin,
Only a of time 'til night comes steppin' in

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

It's a shadowy world, skies are gray,
A woman just gave birth to a prince and dressed him in scarlet
put the priest 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 what he wants,
Oh, Jokerman, you don't show any

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