Luyện nghe bài hát Donuts Only

Like a red state's fervor.
Like a small unsolved murder.
secrets are just best resting in the tombs of buried thought-slums.
As for Texas: donuts only - you find bagels here.
And I'll my highest Hosannas
For the communion song that served with beer,
And a chorus inspires the score played in my myth-steeped years.

"There's a hole you fall into,"
Sang the church choir's male leeds,
In our home team's jersey sewn by our sisters, moms and nieces.
This you gave us, although worthless, fed decades' dormant hustle.
In result, his was rubbish.
Yes, but rubbish.