Luyện nghe bài hát D-Law

Look at that guy in tight 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 happy to be

Look at his and look at his face
He's got a one track mind and a two bass
On garbage drums with a to swing
Pete the pace to anything

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

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

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

From ego to upper i.d.
We're climbing up on the social
From cellar to TV, to bowl
To Penthouse View misery

But I care, no
'Coz by the order of the
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, so far out, it makes anarchy a bore

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

481914, anyplace you been?
ain't open territory
We're building a
On your guard,
Oh, my god, a maniac 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 anarchy a bore

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

(Disneyland law)
law
With our foreskin back