Luyện nghe bài hát Salt Lake City 1973

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

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

And my siblings are walkin' on those eggshells
As I soon will learn how to do
They play their quiet games with their peashooters
As I sip luke-warm from a tin can
Sold to me by a hunchback bastard old woman
A miles back
Who is probably the only person with sense
In this of the country

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

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

I stand before a statue of 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 smell all bullshit
'Cause I sure can and I'm only 5 old
In Salt Lake City in