Luyện nghe bài hát Simultaneous

So, the time I saw him was at the annual city festival
at the end of the plaza on, uh, Hill;
also known as the of Misfits.
Um, it's like a mound of leather
and Army jackets and boots,
and spiky egg-white and Mohawks,
and Exploited and Minor Threat and Sex Pistols patches and stuff.
Basically a for the misunderstood punk-y, rock-y,
goth-y, types.
And uh, and he was, like, right in the middle of it all.
Um, oversize foam yellow hat, and pink plastic
'R Us pistols, and a holster.
Off-white dashiki, uh, and tattered bell bottom jeans.
Leathered feet. Raleigh cigarette stains.
And he was an island within an and I just
of had to know more.
So, I, uh, I sat with him for to try and get a bearing
on his insanity.
Every third was met with, you know,
an eloquent but response, and, you know,
the exchange,
it kind of warranted continuing the conversation
he was, he was interesting.
Of course the two-thirds of my efforts were
dismissed while he took in the flow of the festival
all around us:
the river of multi-cultural music, art, food, families.
All of this with his Walkman at volume. I think it was
Foreigner playing the headphones.
And I "Maybe, you know, maybe you can turn that
so we can talk?" and he replied,
"Can you me?" and I said "Yes", and he said
"Well, it's fine."
He really pretended-not once-to be able to organize
all this chaos was going on around us. He just
unapologetically chose pieces to focus on.
Well, you know, a few hours we seemed to have kind
of found our stride, our rhythm.
settled into it and we're having these intermittent
conversations, flipping and forth between the chaos
and the focus.
And then just kinda out of nowhere, he to become
a little unsettled and disturbed, and I asked him was
wrong,
and he just out "Peanut, Paris and syrup" and then
he looked at me like I know what that means.
And he said, "you have any... do you have any
batteries?" So basically his was running out of
power and he needed batteries.
So before I could even turn and ask one of our
punkers for some double-A's, he grabbed my with
both hands, and for the first time in the entire
conversation he gave me his complete focus and
present-and calmly said,
"We will never know peace until three people can
look each other straight in the eye."

Should the rise
Should the sky come down
Should the islands beneath us
See our better nature

Should the sun fire
Hell on Earth freeze over
And our enemies hungry
See our nature feed them

Should the sun fire
Should Hell on Earth over
When our enemies wait
See our better nature and clone them

a way through, around or over (x7)