Luyện nghe bài hát An American Prayer

Do you know the progress
under the

Do you know we

Have you the keys
to the

Have you borne yet
& are you

reinvent the gods, all teh myths
of the

symbols from deep elder forests
[Have you forgotten the
of the ancient

We great golden copulations

The fathers are cackling in
of the

Our mother is in the sea

Do you we are being led to
by placid admirals

& that fat generals are getting
on young blood

Do you we are ruled by T.V.

The moon is dry beast

Guerrilla bands are numbers
in the next of green vine

for warfare on innocent
herdsman who are dying

O creator of being

us one more hour to
our art
& our lives

The moths & atheists are doubly
&

We live, we die
& death not it

Journey we into the

Cling to
Our flower

to Cunts & cocks
of

We got our final
by

Columbus got
filled death

(I her thigh
& smiled)

We assembled inside this ancient
& theatre

To propagate our for life
& flee the wisdom
of the

The barns are

The kept

& one of all the rest

To dance & us

divine mockery
of

inflames temperament

(When the true King's
are to roam free
a 1000 arise in the land)

Where are the
we are

is the wine
The New
(dying on the vine)
resident
give us an for magic
We of the glove
We of the starling
& velvet
We of arabic breed
We of sundome & the

Give us a

To

A of lust
Give us in
The
of color
hundred
a mandala
for me & for you
& for your
pillowed
a head,
& a bed
decree
Resident
has thee
We to believe
in the old days
We receive
In ways
The of Kindness
& unsporting
& allow

Did you freedom exists
in school

Did you madmen are
running our

w/in a jail, a gaol
w/in a white free

We're perched
on the of boredom

We're for death
on the end of a

We're for something
that's already us

Wow, I'm of doubt
Live in the of certain

Cruel

The sevants have the

dog-men & mean women
pulling blankets over
our

I'm sick of faces
Starong at me the T.V.

Tower, I roses in
my garden dig?

babies, rubies
must now aborted

in the mud

These mutants,
for the plant that's
are waiting to take us into
the garden

Do you know how & wanton thrillful
comes death on a stranger
unannounced, for

like a scaring guest you've
to bed

Death angels of us all
& us wings
we had shoulders
smooth as

No money, no more fancy dress
other kingdom seems by far the best
until its jaw reveals incest
& loose to a vegetable law

I not go
Prefer a of friends
To the family