Luyện nghe bài hát Perfect Sense, Part I

The monkey sat on a of stones
And stared at the broken in his hand
And the of a Viennese quartet
Rang out the land
The looked up at the stars
And to himself
Memory is a
History is for
And he his hands
In a of holy writing
Turned his on the garden
And set out for the town
Hold on hold on
you add it all up
The tears and the
There's an ounce of
And an of pride in each ledger
And the killed the Jews
And the Jews the Arabs
And the Arabs the hostages
And is the news
And is it any
That the monkey's
He Mama Mama
The a fool
Why do I to keep reading
These manuals
And the joint chiefs of
And the brokers on Street said
Don't us laugh
You're a kid
is linear
Memory is a
is for fools
Man is a tool in the
Of the God Almighty
And they him command
Of a nuclear
And sent him in search of
The of Eden