Luyện nghe bài hát Jokerman

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

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

So swiftly the sun in the sky,
You up and say goodbye to no one
Fools in where angels fear to tread,
Both of futures, so full of dread, you don't show why
Shedding off one more 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, a dream twister
You're to Sodom and Gomorrah
But what do you care? Ain't nobody would want to marry your sister
to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame,
You look into the fiery furnace, see the rich man without any

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 only teachers
In the smoke of the on a milk-white steed,
Michelangelo indeed carved out your features
in the fields, far from the turbulent space,
Half asleep the stars with a small dog licking your face

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

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

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

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

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