Luyện nghe bài hát Toledo

Sitting in the Church Of the Holy
I took off my
Like the Buddhists me to
And I make my sacred
And I dip my in Pepsi
off to Virginia
And expelled all the

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

You say the stars quit
Quit shining on your
Even the moon stopped up
Some old instead
But in the fields
the universe, you hurt
'Cause as the Milky Way whirls you
All you got is
And don't worry 'bout the
They'll do in Lithuania
And a picture of the Virgin Larry
To your cousin in

And maybe all the
You thought broken
Were never made
never made

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

Santa
Padre
Holy wrapper
'Neath the foot of Sierra
And there's no use trying
To 'til after midnight
start the day with music
And wake up
That's fool enough to try
Before getting light out
It's summer in
And I saw three ships

And all the things
You you got coming to you
coming to you
Not in life
And maybe all the
You were broken
Were never really
never made