Luyện nghe bài hát Boombox

[The Island]
in your mind a posh country club
The old money where the poor get snubbed
The is bland sauerkraut and boiled goose
There's no way people will ever cut loose

But then I walk in the room, hold my high
And what happened next, will blow your

Casablancas]
Everything got control
The music was so
Everyone got out on the
It was a bunch of old white people

[The Lonely
Now if you will a bunch of business men
Stuffed in the boardroom like in a pen
The ties around necks are like a hangman's noose
In the middle of the table there's a goose

The old people makes you want to puke in the sink
These dudes will never dance, yeah what you think
I stride in the all young and hip
Hold up my and say listen to this

[Julian
Then everyone to move
rejoiced instead of financing
Your preconceived were shattered
By these super old people dancing

Lonely Island]
The Big Apple, where people never
go down while profits expand
The cops or the dealers, got the juice
The street vendors their boiled goose

So many of people they'll never get along
Till I bust out my and play this song

[Julian
The music washed all their hate
And society advancing
Every was represented
It was a coalition of daaaancing
!
Everyone was fingerless gloves
!
I saw a Spanish guy doing the

[The Island]
Transport now to an old home
Where the elderly are on their brittle bones
The orderlies are stealing, there's no
for lunch they eat boiled goose

So I grabbed my boombox and hit the bass
And what next was a total disgrace

[Julian
Everybody started sex
The was way too powerful
A bunch of old people like rabbits
It was to say the least
Oh!
A can change the world
You gotta know your limits a boombox
was a cautionary tale
A is not a toy