Luyện nghe bài hát Track 69

Track 69, (Cries Of The Is Necessary/
Call)
..And the Angel Of The Lord came me, snatching me up from my place of
slumber. And took me on high, and higher still, until we moved the
spaces 'betwixt the air itself. And he brought me a vast farmland of our
own midwest. And as we decended, cries of impending doom rose the soil.
One thousand, 'nay, a voices, full of fear. And terror posessed me
then. And I begged, "Angel Of The Lord, what are these screams?" and
the Angel said unto me, "These are the Of The Carrots. The Cries Of The
Carrots, Y'see Reverend Maynard, tomorrow is Day, and to them, it is
The Holocaust."
..And I sprang from my slumber, in sweat, like the tears of a
million terrified brothers. And, Lord, Hear me now, I seen the light,
They a conciousness, They have a life, They have a soul. Damn You! Let
the wear glasses! Save our brothers!
Can I get an "Amen?"
(collective "AMEN!")
Can I get a
(collective "HALLELUJAH!")
you, Jesus!
This. Is. Necessary.
This. Is. Necessary.
Life. on life.
on life.
on life.
on This. Is. Necessary.
(etc. 69 06.05)
(cricket until 69 13.51, then:)
It was daylight when you up in Your ditch. You looked up at Your sky.
That, that made Blue be your color. You had your knife ther you, too.
you stood up, there was goo all over your clothes. Your hands were
sticky. You wiped them on grass. So now your color was Green. Oh, Lord,
why did everything have to keep changing like this? You were already
nervous again. head hurt and it rang when you stood up. Your head was
almost empty. It hurt you when you woke up like this. You crawled up
out of Your ditch onto gravel road. You began to walk, waiting for your
to come back to you. You could see the car parked far down the road, and
you walked it. "If God is our father," you thought, "Then Satan must be
our cousin. Why didn't anyone else these important things?" When
you got to car, you tried all the ddors. They were locked. It was a Red
car and it was new. There was an leather camera case laying on the
seat. Out across field, you could see two tiny people walking by Your
woods. You began to walk them. Now Red was your color, and of course,
the little people out there Yours, too. (...click)