Luyện nghe bài hát Last Supper, The

Look at all my and tribulations
Sinking in a gentle of wine
Don't disturb me now I can see the
Till this evening is morning life is fine

hoped that I'd be an apostle
Knew that I would it if I tried
Then when we retire we can the gospels
So still talk about us when we've died

The end . . .
Is just a little harder when brought about by
For all you care wine could be my blood
For all you care this bread be my body
The end!
This is my you drink
is my body you eat
If you would remember me you eat and drink . . .
I must be mad thinking I'll be - yes
I be out of my head!
Look at blank faces! My name will mean nothing
Ten after I'm dead!
One of you me
One of you me

Not I! Who Impossible!

Peter will me in just a few hours
Three times deny me - and that's not all I see
One of you here dining, one of my chosen
Will to betray me -

Cut out the dramatics! You very well who -

Why you go do it?

You me to do it!

Hurry are waiting

If you why I do it . . .

I care why you do it!

To think I you
For now I you

You - you Judas

You me to do it!
What if I stayed here
And ruined your
Christ you it!

Hurry you fool, and go,
me your speeches
I don't want to - Go! Go!

Look at all my trials and
Sinking in a pool of wine
What's that in the bread it's gone to my
Till morning is this evening life is fine

Always that I'd be an apostle
Knew that I make it if I tried
Then when we retire we can write the
So they'll all about us when we've died

You sad pathetic man - see you've brought us to
Our die around us and all because of you
But the cut of all -
Someone has to you in
Like a criminal, like a wounded animal
A mandarin
A jaded
a jaded, faded, faded, jaded, jaded mandarin

Get out! waiting! Get out! They're waiting!
Oh! waiting for you!

Everytime I look at you I don't
Why you let the things you did get so out of
You'd managed better if you'd had it planned -
Ah --- ah

Look at all my trials and
Sinking in a gentle pool of
What's that in the it's gone to my head
Till this evening is this life is fine

Always that I'd be an apostle
Knew I would make it if I tried If I tried
Then we retire we can write the gospels
So still talk about us when we've died

Will no-one awake with me?
Peter? James?
Will none of you with me?
John? James?