Luyện nghe bài hát Salt Lake City 1973

Ok Lake City in 1973
Mormon's are
Battalions of bicycling
With dark suits and cropped hair
Mormons too have been since '72

I'm riding my brother and sister
In the back seat of a '67 Buick station
With red vinyl seats and we stick by each and to those seats
We've been eating cheese and bacon
Our mother made for thirteen straight in the August heat

And both my siblings are walkin' on those
As I soon learn how to do myself
They play their silly games with their peashooters
As I sip luke-warm from a tin can
Sold to me by a hunchback silly bastard old
A hundred back
Who is probably the person with good sense
In this part of the

I don't know what to do with this
God-awful bacon and cheese
But your body is your God tells us so
So drink up milk and reap what you sow
I mold the cheese and bacon sandwich into a in my hand
It kind of reminds me of dough
I around to see who is watchin'
And stuff it between the red seats no one will find it
At least not for a couple of

in this big place now
It's kind of like one half of an blue Easter eggshell
And there's a hole in the top the sun cuts through
And lights up the and I hear all these male voices
Telling me that people are inferior
And ok to have more than one wife
And as the dry, dry breath of the sun warms me

I stand before a statue of that is far too big
And has held folks hostage for so, so long
And I gaze up at the nostrils of the sandstone
And wonder if it can smell all bullshit
'Cause I sure can and I'm only 5 old
In Salt Lake City in