Luyện nghe bài hát Last Supper, The

Look at all my trials and
in a gentle pool of wine
Don't me now I can see the answers
Till this evening is this morning is fine

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

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

Not I! Who Impossible!

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

Cut out the dramatics! You know very who -

Why you go do it?

You me to do it!

Hurry they are

If you why I do it . . .

I don't why you do it!

To I admired you
For now I you

You - you Judas

You me to do it!
What if I just stayed
And your ambition?
you deserve it!

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

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

hoped that I'd be an apostle
Knew I would make it if I tried
when we retire we can write the gospels
So they'll all talk us when we've died

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

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

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

Look at all my and tribulations
in a gentle pool of wine
What's that in the bread it's to my head
Till this is this morning life is fine

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

Will no-one stay awake me?
Peter? John?
Will none of you wait me?
Peter? John?