Luyện nghe bài hát D-Law

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

Look at his friend and look at his
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
'Coz by the order of the
And old Walt
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

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

From ego to upper i.d.
climbing up on the social tree
From cellar to TV, 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, so far out, it makes anarchy a bore

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

481914, anyplace you haven't
This open territory
We're building a
On your guard,
Oh, my god, there's a maniac in

Yeah, by order of the
We do as we
hear 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)
the beauty of the duty
(Disneyland law)
When a track

(Disneyland law)
law
With our pistols foreskin