Luyện nghe bài hát Cellphone's Dead

Strange coming today
I put a dollar in my
And I it away

Been a long
Since a federal
Made a jukebox
Like a in my mind

To my worries
Fix my
Throw my
a juggernaut walks

Now let-down
Can't no rhythm
entertainers
Like aerobics

people
Light a wooded
fumes
And the plastic

are broken
Bones are
Boom-box
With a southern

curses
Bible
comin'
From the lungs

Give me some
Some get-down
Don't need a reason
To let rip

cold
Solar's
One by one
I'll you out

God is
Hardware
One by one
I'll you out

Mr. Microphone
All the damage
Like a laser
Make a melt

There's people in
Like it's minutes
Going the motions
to savor they did it

Treadmill's
Underneath their
So they feel like they're going
But not

So let's put
On the warehouse
to you
Like a on a chain store

equipment
From a van
Grab a
Like a man

Now fix the
Now break the
Make a kick drum
an S.O.S.

Get a
it's after dark
And the dance full
But everybody's

Cell phone's
Lost in the
One by one
knock you out

Eye of the sun
Is out of its
One by one
knock you out

One by one
This jam is
That's

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