Luyện nghe bài hát Perfect Sense, Part I

The monkey sat on a pile of
And stared at the broken in his hand
And the of a Viennese quartet
Rang out across the
The looked up at the stars
And thought to
is a stranger
History is for
And he his hands
In a of holy writing
Turned his on the garden
And set out for the nearest
Hold on on soldier
you add it all up
The and the marrowbone
There's an ounce of
And an of pride in each ledger
And the Germans the Jews
And the killed the Arabs
And the killed the hostages
And is the news
And is it any
the monkey's confused
He Mama Mama
The President's a
Why do I have to reading
technical manuals
And the chiefs of staff
And the brokers on Wall said
Don't make us
You're a kid
Time is
Memory is a
is for fools
Man is a tool in the
Of the God Almighty
And gave him command
Of a nuclear
And him back in search of
The of Eden