Luyện nghe bài hát Salt Lake City 1973

Ok Salt City in 1973
Mormon's are
Battalions of bachelors
With suits and well cropped hair
Mormons 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
We've been cheese and bacon sandwiches
Our mother made for thirteen straight in the August heat

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

I still don't know 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 into a ball in my hand
It kind of me of play dough
I look to see who is watchin'
And stuff it the red vinyl seats no one will find it
At not for a couple of weeks

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

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