Luyện nghe bài hát A Machine Spiritual (In the People's Key)

The key
Ringing through arena
The machine
it all from memory
A fever
Well, I'll come back
To wade into the
and another

We go
Form some of code
The float
And form kind of code
The bodies
out to know

Papa
Don't hide eyes
Mother
Don't kill unborn child
His day is
His day is

A question
the centuries of dirt
That voice heard
Well, every head's a world
Well, concerned
I up the windows
A plateau
A backwards black-faced minstrel
So let me go
The moans
Oh, let me go
The moans
No one has to

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

The key
filling everything
The theme
than the galaxy
to me
Your and eventually
I'll into the ether
Another another

We
Form kind of code
Of flesh and
We form kind of code
Of flesh and
No, not alone

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