Luyện nghe bài hát Heavy Holy Man

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