Luyện nghe bài hát D-Law

Look at guy in those tight leather pants
He can't sing and you can see he 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 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 old Walt
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, so far out, it makes anarchy a bore

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

From lower ego to i.d.
climbing up on the social tree
From to TV, arena to bowl
To Penthouse View from

But I care, no
by the order of the police
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, doing our duty
(Disneyland law)
following a track
(Disneyland law)
With our foreskin back

481914, anyplace you haven't
ain't open territory
We're a road-block
On your guard,
Oh, my god, a maniac in here

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

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

(Disneyland law)
It's the of the duty
(Disneyland law)
When a track

(Disneyland law)
law
With our pistols foreskin