Luyện nghe bài hát Heavy Holy Man

The Heavy Holy Man on the hill,
hard wooden ball.
Hears mysteries of the universe unfolding but it all out.
He has one eye pointed the sky,
As the other searches over the
For dinner.
Without ever leaving his hill
The Heavy Holy Man has sampled fast from all over western Europe:
from London,
Wonderburgers Dublin,
And his favorite, Hitburgers Paris,
Which he ate whenever he had some time.
particular day, however,
The Heavy Man travelled to Amsterdam,
To Febo's,
Where he put one and a half in the slot,
Opened the door,
And pulled out his and Febonapkin,
All ever leaving the hill.
Then the Heavy Man smiled,
His faith once again.
"All the of this, or any other world, are mine for the asking,"
He to himself.