Luyện nghe bài hát Salt Lake City 1973

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

I'm riding my brother and sister
In the back seat of a '67 Buick station
With red vinyl and we stick by each other and to those seats
We've been eating and bacon sandwiches
Our mother 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 silly with their peashooters
As I sip Sprite from a tin can
Sold to me by a hunchback silly old woman
A miles back
Who is probably the only person with good
In this part of the

I still don't know what to do this
bacon and cheese sandwich
But your body is temple God tells us so
So drink up milk and reap what you sow
I mold the cheese and bacon into a ball in my hand
It of reminds me of play dough
I look around to see who is
And stuff it the red vinyl 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 plastic Easter eggshell
And there's a hole in the top the sun cuts through
And lights up the room and I hear all these male
Telling me that people are inferior
And ok to have more than one wife
And as the dry, dry of the Utah sun warms me

I stand before a statue of Jesus is far too big
And has held these folks for so, so long
And I gaze up at the of the sandstone savior
And wonder if it can smell all bullshit
I sure can and I'm only 5 years old
In Lake City in 1973