Luyện nghe bài hát Escape From Robot Island

LARS: August 4th, 1990, it across the bay,
when we went to that island
on momentous day.
To explore it, not it, like Christopher C.
MNP and H., pioneers adrift at sea.
And so we ashore,
not what was in store,
'till there came a crazy noise we could not ignore.
robo-primates, they came straight for us,
nasty and ugly, like a zit brimming puss.
So we into our boat, hoping it would float,
'till we a robo-monkey had chewed it like a goat.
And a big remained at the bottom of our craft,
as it to sink, the robo-creatures laughed.
Then out of the woods came 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,
take them to the desert
trip their and fry them.
stay in Robot 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 to meet your end.

MNP: What's that you say, boy you heard?
Call me a white boy, flip me the bird?
I want to smack you now in the face,
but they're locked on me, this place.
Today has a scary day,
these they don't want to play,
their bodies are gray,
their wires look like hay.
robots chased us through the night,
everybody knows I put up a fight
to the different kinds, blow my mind,
giant eyeball watching me my mind.
There are fury with blades
coming out of fur,
robots chariots just like Ben-Hur,
a ton will toss you in a chasm,
balls that you like in Phantasm.
Tall ones, ones, round ones, long ones,
little ones, green ones, ones, wrongs.
not included, these things attack,
Model ZX for your sack.
Big metal teeth too friendly.
Mechanical That's not for me!
All the different Machines,
we have to stop them live-or-die means.
They have their cold hearts,
soulless just like art,
we to learn to play the part,
getting out alive is we'll 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 this no dream.

CHORUS

MNP: out on the tree house floor,
evil knocking at the door.
LARS: We climbed up to get away
and we've been all night and day.
We built a gun, quadruple barreled,
quiver with acid arrows.
LARS: There was a that we found,
like Ash we it around.
We used it like a robot shank,
little did we know the would break.
We hat a copper melting pot,
filled with oil hot.
MNP: It burned through the wooden planks,
climbed up and they said, "Thanks."
LARS: They want violence, not pranks.
MNP: Run, Lars, run, just Tom Hanks.

Foolish humans, time to die,
we'll gobble you up ham on rye.

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

Foolish humans, that won't work.
We'll get you both, to hurt.
blood will drip,
your blood will and
you'll be six feet dirt.

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

No!

Shoot!
MNP: Yes, I'm to do it.
LARS: Go! Ha!
LARS: Nice, but we're not through it.
There's more,
and you've got two bullets.
MNP: If anyone can it,
MNP and can do it.
LARS: You're MNP,
overcome our fears,
machines won't run
twisted engineers.

REPEAT