Luyện nghe bài hát Escape From Robot Island

LARS: August 4th, 1990, kicking it the bay,
when we went straight to island
on momentous day.
To explore it, not ignore it, like C.
MNP and Lars H., pioneers at sea.
And so we ashore,
not what was in store,
'till there came a crazy that we could not ignore.
robo-primates, they came straight for us,
nasty and ugly, like a zit with puss.
So we hopped into our boat, hoping it float,
'till we found a robo-monkey had it like a goat.
And a big remained at the bottom of our craft,
as it to sink, the robo-creatures laughed.
out of the woods came more robots by the dozens,
daddies, mommies, aunts, and uncles, grandmas, grandpas, and cousins...
whole robo-families, for blood.
evil machines caked in oil, grease, and mud.

Escape Robot Island,
we'll take them to the
their circuits and fry them.
Can't stay in Island,
these are maniacal,
sweep them up and hide them.
Get out of Island,
don't to be your robo-lunch,
robo-canned-food-blend.
Delete Island, you evil R2D2's,
now it's time to your end.

What's that you say, boy haven't you heard?
Call me a stupid-ass white boy, flip me the
I to smack you right now in the face,
but they're locked on me, this place.
Today has a scary day,
these robots they don't to play,
their are metallic gray,
their look like plastic hay.
These robots us through the night,
everybody knows I put up a fight
to the different kinds, blow my mind,
giant eyeball me reading my mind.
There are fury ones blades
coming out of fur,
robots riding just like Ben-Hur,
a ton that will you in a chasm,
balls drill you like in Phantasm.
Tall ones, short ones, round ones, ones,
ones, green ones, right ones, wrongs.
Batteries not included, things attack,
ZX goes for your sack.
Big metal ain't too friendly.
Mechanical That's not for me!
All the different Machines,
we have to stop them live-or-die means.
They their cold metallic hearts,
soulless just Kinkade's art,
we need to to play the part,
getting out alive is where start.
ourselves, see that is our mission,
like I'm running the firm in the novel by Grisham.
Or Tommyknockers, by Mr. King,
on the run and ain't no dream.

REPEAT

MNP: Hiding out on the house floor,
evil bots at the door.
LARS: We climbed up here to get
and we've been stuck all and day.
MNP: We built a gun, barreled,
filled with acid arrows.
LARS: There was a chainsaw we found,
Ash we wielded it around.
MNP: We used it like a shank,
little did we the chain would break.
LARS: We hat a copper pot,
with oil very hot.
MNP: It burned right the wooden planks,
they up and they said, "Thanks."
LARS: They violence, not harmless pranks.
Run, Lars, run, just like Tom Hanks.

ROBOT: humans, time to die,
we'll you up like ham on rye.

We've done everything that we can do;
it was up to me, now up to you.
The arrows, we still have those,
let's them and see how it goes.

ROBOT: Foolish humans, won't work.
get you both, prepare to hurt.
Your blood drip,
your blood will and
you'll be six feet dirt.

MNP: So this is it feels like being the prey?
The early bot gets the human, or so say.
LARS: Wait! It's time to die? I don't to go yet!
I never to Russia or owned a private jet.
I never kissed a lion or bowling nude,
I've never gone hang or had hamster food.
MNP: Pull together man,
you're me annoyed.
not go out in shame!
Let's go out droids.
You about my Remington
to my Smith & Wesson,
my aim is to perfect,
teach these things a lesson.
Stop!

No!

Shoot!
MNP: Yes, I'm to do it.
Go! MNP: Ha!
LARS: Nice, but we're not half-way it.
There's more,
and only got two bullets.
MNP: If can make it,
MNP and can do it.
You're right MNP,
let's our fears,
won't run humanity
like engineers.

REPEAT