Luyện nghe bài hát Hotwax

It takes a backwash man to sing a backwash
a frying pan when the fire's gone
Driving my pig while the bear's taking pictures in the
In my radio

And I like in the evening sun
Dragging my heals 'til my day is
Saturday night in the clothes
Tin horns blowing with my jury

Yo soy un disco
Yo chicle en cerabo

I can't believe my way back
My Cadillac pants going much to
Karaoke weekend at the suicide
Community and I'm still the mack

my finger spicing my hand
I been disease all across the land
air-conditioned sitting in the kitchen

Wishing I was living a hit man
Face in the guarantees
Jaundiced marshal's getting busy with
Because I get down I get
I get all the way

Yo soy un disco
Yo tengo chicle en

songs of the plaid bartenders
Western Unions of the country
Silver foxes for romance
In the chain smoke Kansas flash dance ass

And you got the hot wax
You never in your razor blade shoes
Stealing pesos out of my
Hazard signs down the lanes

Radar systems the souls
You never get caught the wax so rotten
All my I got the grizzly worms
flavors that I'm flipping like birds

Yo soy un cabrado
Yo chicle en cerabo

Who are you
I'm the wizard of rhythm
Why did you here?
I came here to tell you the rhythms of the universe