Luyện nghe bài hát D-Law

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

Look at his and look at his face
He's got a one track and a two stringed bass
On garbage drums a license to swing
Pete 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 four of a
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 to TV, arena to bowl
To View from 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 need 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 open
We're building a
On guard, boys
Oh, my god, there's a maniac in

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

law
(Disneyland law)
And we don't more
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)
When following a

(Disneyland law)
law
With our pistols back