Luyện nghe bài hát D-Law

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

at his friend and look at his face
He's got a one mind and a two stringed bass
On garbage with a license to swing
sets the pace to anything

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

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

What the critics as presence of mind
Is but a wish to be four of a kind
And though we do not share the same
Where each of us is a can of

From ego to upper i.d.
We're climbing up on the tree
From to TV, arena to bowl
To Penthouse View from

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

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

(Disneyland law)
Yeah, we're doing our
(Disneyland law)
When following a
(Disneyland law)
With our pistol back

481914, anyplace you haven't
This ain't open
building a road-block
On guard, boys
Oh, my god, a maniac in here

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

law
(Disneyland law)
And we need more
We got the law
(Disneyland law)
It's so far out it makes a bore

(Disneyland law)
the beauty of the duty
(Disneyland law)
When following a

(Disneyland law)
law
With our foreskin back