Luyện nghe bài hát A Token of My Extreme

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
Warren (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Denny (slide guitar, vocals)
Ike (lead vocals)
wolf (keyboards)
Arthur (bass, vocals)
Ed (percussion)
colaiuta (drums)

Arriving at l. ron hoover's modernistic office / cathedral / warehouse / complex, joe is greeted by a pre-recorded message and a dramatically illuminated image on a wall-sized tv scr
.

L. ron
Welcome to the first church of appliantology! the zone is for loading and unloading only!

Don't you be
It's just a
Of my
you be tarot-fied
It's just a
Of my

you never try to
Look behind my
You don't wanna
What they have
you never try to
Look behind my
You don't know
What they seen

(thinking to himself)
Some people
That if go too far
never get back
To the rest of
are
I be crazy
But there's one
I
You be surprised
At you find
ya go!

And thus, having ration- alized his expedition to l. modernistic office / cathedral / warehouse / condominium complex, joe seeks the answer to his problem...

Oh oh oh
Mystical
is my problem,
me
Can you

L. ron
Well, you nothing
To fear, my son!
You are a
fetishist,
It to me!

That all very,
strange
I craved
A
Or a t.v.

L. ron
A appliance

Is a who
Refuses to
To his or
sexual
can
Only be
the use of
Machines...
Get the

Are you me
I come out
Of the now
Mr.

L. ron
No, my son!
You go into
The

L. ron
And you will

L. ron
Hey!
A lot of fun!
That's
They all
So if you an
Appliance to you
have to
Go in
'n' get you one

Well...that
enough...

L. ron
Yes, but if you a
Really one,
You'll have to a
language...

German, for

L. ron
right...
A lot of cute
Ones come
there!
(fifty bucks, please)
And a group of
dance
Into the room
Aluminum lab smocks,
arms in a circle
Around joe, sure
He in full, all the
singing with l. ron
As he his final
Instructions...

L. ron
If you
Mod-o-fied,
an illusion,
An yer in
you be
Tarot-fied,
It's a lot of nothin',
So what can it

If you
Mod-o-fied,
an illusion,
An yer in
you be
Tarot-fied,
It's a lot of nothin',
So can it mean?

If you
Mod-o-fied,
an illusion,
An yer in between...