Luyện nghe bài hát Down From Above

(Mike)
Your mother you cry when she told you about the womb
And how die
Watching over you when you young
Smiling when you to crawl
You don't her at all

(All)
It's a dirty job, but they're suave
high on wine weeping turpentine

(Mike)
Daddy's like an intercom connected to a hidden room
Where roses bloom
A sacred mountain near Peterborough where clouds paint a picture so
they swallowed Mom

(All)
It's a dirty job but they're very
Jesus high on wine, weeping
(Mike)
What are doing in there?
Have they got
you run up and down the same hill
And they'll break will

(Mike)
Was it Christmas or Groundhog Day when friends turned to shadows
And they you away
Tell nobody that you've been here, don't breathe a word that's been
(whispered) (Now a scar)
your forehead

(All)
It's a dirty job but very suave
Jesus on wine, weeping turpentine
(Mike)
What are doing in there?
they got guns?
Whether Mount
Or the threat of God's
There'll always be something raining

from above.
Down above.
Down above.
from above...

From the
(Mike-accoustic guitar, lead vocal; Murray-bass, vocal; Jean-drums, windchimes, vocal; guitars, vocal)