Luyện nghe bài hát Boombox

[The Lonely
Imagine in your mind a posh country
The stuffy old money where the poor get
The spread is sauerkraut and boiled goose
There's no way these people will ever cut

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

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

Lonely Island]
Now picture if you will a of business men
Stuffed in the boardroom like in a pen
The ties their necks are like a hangman's noose
In the middle of the table there's a boiled

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

Casablancas]
Then started to move
People rejoiced instead of
Your preconceived notions shattered
By these super old white people

[The Island]
The Big Apple, people never dance
Spirits go down profits expand
The or the dealers, who's got the juice
The street vendors peddling their goose

So many types of people never get along
I bust out my boombox and play this song

[Julian
The music away all their hate
And society advancing
Every demographic was
It was a coalition of daaaancing
!
Everyone was wearing fingerless
!
I saw a guy doing the Bartman

[The Lonely
Transport now to an old home
Where the are tossed on their brittle bones
The are stealing, there's no excuse
Everyday for lunch they eat boiled

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

Casablancas]
Everybody started sex
The was way too powerful
A bunch of old fucking like rabbits
It was to say the least
Oh!
A boombox can the world
You gotta know your with a boombox
This was a tale
A is not a toy