Luyện nghe bài hát A Machine Spiritual

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

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

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

A burns beneath the centuries of dirt
That voice you've
Well, every a different world
Well, mine's
I boarded up the windows, a plateau
A backwards black-faced show

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

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

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

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

History bows and it aside
In the jungle there's of purple light
starting over, we're starting over
We're starting, starting