Luyện nghe bài hát D-Law

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

Look at his friend and at his face
got a one track mind and a two stringed bass
On garbage drums with a to swing
sets the pace to anything

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

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

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

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

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

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

(Disneyland law)
Yeah, we're our duty
(Disneyland law)
following a track
(Disneyland law)
With our pistol foreskin

481914, anyplace you haven't
This ain't territory
building 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 our own money

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

(Disneyland law)
It's the beauty of the
(Disneyland law)
following a track

(Disneyland law)
law
With our foreskin back