Luyện nghe bài hát Salt Lake City 1973

Ok Salt City in 1973
Mormon's are
Battalions of bachelors
dark suits and well cropped hair
We're too have been since '72

I'm between my brother and sister
In the back seat of a '67 station wagon
With red seats and we stick by each other and to those seats
been eating cheese and bacon sandwiches
Our mother made for thirteen days straight in the heat

And both my siblings are walkin' on those
As I will learn how to do myself
They their quiet silly games with their peashooters
As I sip Sprite from a tin can
Sold to me by a hunchback silly bastard old
A hundred back
Who is probably the only with good sense
In part of the country

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

We're in this big now
It's kind of one half of an blue plastic Easter eggshell
And a hole in the top where the sun cuts through
And up the room and I hear all these male voices
Telling me black people are inferior
And ok to have more than one wife
And as the dry, dry breath of the Utah sun me

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