Luyện nghe bài hát Toledo

Sitting in the Church Of the Holy
I off my shoes
the Buddhists told me to
And I make my offering
And I dip my in Pepsi
off to Virginia
And all the Jews

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

You say the stars shining
Quit shining on head
Even the moon stopped up
Some old streetlight
But in the fields
Beneath the universe, you
'Cause as the Way whirls over you
All you got is
And don't 'bout the Jews
They'll do fine in
And bring a picture of the Virgin
To cousin in Carolina

And maybe all the
You were broken
Were really made
Promises made

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

Santa
Gloria
Holy candy
'Neath the foot of Sierra
And there's no use trying
To 'til after midnight
Let's start the day with
And wake up
That's fool to try sleeping
it's getting light out
It's in Toledo
And I saw ships a-sailing

And all the things
You you got coming to you
coming to you
Not in this
And maybe all the
You thought were
Were never made
never made