Luyện nghe bài hát The Soft Parade

When I was back in seminary school
was a person there
Who put forth the
That you can petition the Lord with

the lord with prayer
Petition the lord with
You cannot petition the lord prayer

Can you give me
I must a place to hide
A for me to hide

Can you me soft asylum?
I make it anymore
The man is at the

Peppermint, miniskirts, chocolate
Champion sax and a girl named
only four ways to get unraveled
One is to sleep and the is travel, da da

One is a up in the hills
One is to your neighbor 'til
His wife gets
Catacombs, nursery

women
Growing
babies
To the

Streets and

Leather
news

The monk bought
Ha ha, he bought a
Yes, he did
Woo!

This is the best of the trip
This is the trip, the part
I really
What'd he

Yeah,
good, huh
Huh!

Yeah, I'm proud to be a of this number
hills are here to stay
Everything be this way
Gentle where people play

Welcome to the soft
All our lives we sweat and
for a shallow grave

Must be something we say
to defend this place
Everything be this way
Everything must be way, yeah

The soft parade has now
Listen to the hum
People out to have fun
A on my left

on my right, yeah
The deer woman in a silk
Girls beads around their necks
Kiss the hunter of the green

Who has wrestled
With in the night
Out of

The lights are getting
The radio is moaning to the dogs
There are still a few
out in the yard

But getting harder to describe sailors
To the
corridor, tropic treasure
What got us this far to this equator?

We someone or something new
else to get us through, yeah, c'mon
Callin' on the
on the dogs

Oh, it's gettin'
on the dogs
Callin' in the
all the dogs
Callin' on the

You gotta me
Too late,
Slay a few
At the
Too

All in the
But gettin' harder
By the
You meet me

Oh, we're goin', we're great at the edge of town
Tropic corridor, tropic
a good time got to come along
What got us this far to this mild

Outskirts of the
You and I we someone new
new
Somethin' else to get us

bring your gun
Better your gun
corridor, tropic treasure
We're gonna and have some fun

all else fails
We can whip the eyes
And make sleep
And cry