Luyện nghe bài hát Toledo

Sitting in the Church Of the McDonald's
I took off my
the Buddhists told me to
And I make my offering
And I dip my in Pepsi
off to Virginia
And expelled all the

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

You say the stars quit
Quit on your head
Even the moon stopped up
Some old instead
But in the fields
Beneath the universe, you
'Cause as the Way whirls over you
All you got is
And don't worry 'bout the
do fine in Lithuania
And bring a picture of the Larry
To your in Carolina

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

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

Santa
Padre
Holy wrapper
'Neath the foot of Madre
And there's no use even
To 'til after midnight
Let's the day with music
And wake up
That's enough to try sleeping
Before it's getting out
summer in Toledo
And I saw three a-sailing

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