Luyện nghe bài hát They're Not Herey're Not Coming

(don lynch)

From the desert
To the plain
on the horizon
Patterns on the
eyes turned upward
Clutching
Carrying our highest hopes and our fears

They there was an accident back in '47
Little man a great big head
Splattered down from
Government conspiracy; cover-ups and
Hidden in the desert endless skies

Well, a cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold
Post, postmodern
No for heroes, no place for good guys
No for rocky the flying squirrel

They're not here, they're not
Not in a million
Turn your weary eyes homeward
your trembling, dry your tears
You may see the flashing
You may the cosmos humming
But I promise you, my
They're not here, not coming

Would they pile into the
orlando's rat and hug it?
Go through the universe
to get mcnuggets?
Well, I don't think so, I don't so
It's much too dangerous, it's much too
Here in a that won't give oprah no home on the range

Well, it's a cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold,
Post, world
No authenticity, no sign of
The radio won't play george and

not here, they're not coming
Not in a million
'til we put our hatred
'til we lay our fears
You may see the heavens
You may hear the humming
But I promise you, my
They're not here, not coming

To this garden we given
And always for granted
It's like my daddy told me, you bloom where you're planted.
Now you long to be
From world of pain and strife
That's a substitution for a spiritual life

(solo)
Well, a cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold
Post, postmodern
No place for sentiment, no for romance
Bring the duke of earl

not here, they're not coming
Not in a million
your hopes back homeward
Hold your children, dry tears
You may see the heavens
You may hear the cosmos
But I you, my brother
They're not here, they're not

They're not here, they're not
Not in a million
'til we put our hatred
And lay our fears
You may see the heavens
You may the cosmos humming
But I you, my brother
They're not here, not coming