Luyện nghe bài hát Cell Phone's Dead

Strange ways today
I put a in my pocket
And I threw it
Been a time
Since a federal
Made a jukebox
Like a in my mind
Control my
Fix my
my hopes
Like a walks
Now souls
Can't no rhythm
Sorry
aerobics victims
Hybrid
a wooded matchstick
Toxic and the
Burning
are broken
Bones are
Boombox
With a southern
Voodoo
tongues
Voices
the mangled lungs
Give me grits
get-down shit
Don't a good reason
To let rip

Radio's
Soul is
One by one
knock you out
God is
Hardware
One by one
knock you out

Mr. Microphone
All the felt
a laser manifesto
Make a melt
people phonin' in
Like it's unlimited
through the motions
Just to say they did it
running
Underneath their
So they feel like going somewhere
But not
So let's put
On the floor
to you
Like a on a chainstore
equipment
From a van
a microphone
Like a man
Now fix the
Now the rest
Make a kick sound
an S.O.S.
Get a
it's after dark
And the floor's full
But double-parked!

Cell dead
Lost in the
One by one
I'll you out
Eye of the sun
Is out of the
One by one
I'll you out
One by one

This is real... that's right

Eye of the sun
Eye of the sun
Eye of the sun