Luyện nghe bài hát Dance Yourself To Death

Oh, my parents
Theyre going out
read the happiest magazines
Theyve loosened up tights

Dads wearing real Levis
And Gucci tennis shoes
Hes got a custom made for him
Sayin Me Pot Not Booze

I get a kiss goodbye, I get all and high
From all the left on their breath
I smile and wish them well then I pray like

They go and themselves to death

hairs all green and dirty
She a high tech Devo suit
She her name to Xerox
She Quaaludes in her boots

Oh, me, Im real
I hear the things they do
They kinda compromise my position
My is suffering too

I get a goodbye, I get all numb and high
all the smoke left on their breath
I smile and them well then I pray like hell

They go and dance to death

Ah dance, hard

I get a goodbye, I get all numb and high
From all the smoke left on their
I smile and wish well then I pray like hell

go and dance themselves to death

Come on momma, come on
Come on skinny, come on
Shake it Martha, it Larry
it Mr. Coronary

You dance, dance
on and dance, dance
Gotta dance you're outta breath