Luyện nghe bài hát D-Law

Look at guy in those tight leather pants
He can't sing and you can see he can't
And spinning, throwing his hair
got nothing to say, he's just happy to be there

Look at his and look at his face
He's got a one mind and a two stringed bass
On garbage drums a license to swing
Pete sets the pace to

But I care, no
'Coz by the of the police
And old Walt
Yeah, we do as we

It's the law
(Disneyland law)
And we need no more, no
We got the law
(Disneyland law)
Yeah, it's so far out, it makes anarchy a

What the critics as presence of mind
Is nothing but a wish to be of a kind
And we do not share the same label
Where each of us is a can of

From lower ego to i.d.
We're up on the social tree
From cellar to TV, arena to
To Penthouse View from

But I care, no
by the order of the police
And old Walt
Yeah, we do as we

the Disneyland law
(Disneyland law)
Yeah, and we don't no more, no
We got the law
(Disneyland law)
Yeah, so far out, it makes anarchy a bore

(Disneyland law)
Yeah, doing our duty
(Disneyland law)
When a track
(Disneyland law)
our pistol foreskin back

481914, anyplace you haven't
This ain't territory
We're a road-block
On your guard,
Oh, my god, there's a in here

Yeah, by order of the
We do as we
Wanna something funny?
We print our own

law
(Disneyland law)
And we don't need
We got the law
(Disneyland law)
It's so far out it makes anarchy a

(Disneyland law)
It's the of the duty
(Disneyland law)
When a track

(Disneyland law)
law
With our foreskin back