Luyện nghe bài hát Toledo

Sitting in the Of the Holy McDonald's
I off my shoes
Like the told me to
And I make my sacred
And I dip my hands in
Sailed off to
And all the Jews

And maybe all the
You you got coming to you
Ain't to you
Not in life
And maybe all the
You thought broken
never really made
Promises never

You say the quit shining
shining on your head
Even the stopped coming up
Some old streetlight
But standing in the
the universe, you hurt
'Cause as the Milky Way over you
All you got is
And don't worry 'bout the
do fine in Lithuania
And a picture of the Virgin Larry
To your cousin in

And all the promises
You thought broken
Were never really
never made

And I'm to God
Than I've been before
Walking the of Spain
Painting Marx on every door
Marx on every door
Mark of the Beast on every

Maria
Gloria
Holy wrapper
'Neath the foot of Madre
And no use even trying
To sing 'til midnight
Let's start the day with
And wake up
fool enough to try sleeping
Before it's light out
It's summer in
And I saw ships a-sailing

And all the things
You thought you got to you
Ain't to you
Not in this
And maybe all the
You were broken
Were never made
Promises made