Luyện nghe bài hát A Machine Spiritual

The people's key ringing arena seats
The black machine played it all from
A fever dream, well, I'll come eventually
To wade into the water, another and

We go form kind of code
The bodies float and form some of code
The float, someone's out to know, oh

Papa hobo, hide your eyes
Mother mountain, don't your unborn child
His day is coming, his day is

A burns beneath the centuries of dirt
That voice heard
Well, every head's a different
Well, concerned
I boarded up the windows, a plateau
A backwards black-faced minstrel

So just let me go, the moans
Oh, just let me go, the moans
No one has to know, oh

Eva Braun went to dye her
Little Hitler sighs in his giant's
And of nowhere
And dreamed of and dreamed

People's key ringing, filling
The theme thinner than the galaxy
to me your wisdom and eventually
I'll float the ether, another from another

We grow form some kind of
A flesh at bone, we form some kind of
A flesh at bone, no, not alone, oh

History and it steps aside
In the jungle columns of purple light
We're starting over, starting over
starting, we're starting