Luyện nghe bài hát Identity Theft

Because I'm tired of maturity, insecurity
Runnin' from the thought police, with the go-betweens
Hold up, let me a breath
'Cause we're with identity theft

(You an education)
I see why I got to
(You need a degree)
As to

So little time, so to be bored by
If no one trod along Harvard lawn, no make a nuclear bomb
They don't teach you how to care, empathisin' if you
your sense of fair play, better to obey

No child is free, oh why, queasy to see
Is an elementary or a penitentiary?
Huh, geez, get off my back, beat it, take it to man
Idiots go to college to get dumbed

Ooh, it leaves you
Ooh, theft
I may be wrong, I don't why
I may be wrong, but try

Because I'm sick of the insanity, horny manatee
like a libertine, dealin' with the death machine
Hold 'em up, it's a street
And dealin' with identity theft

(You a publication)
I see why I got to
(You need a release)
As to

Journo-fascist profiteers, pioneers
Bonbonbastic puppeteers, get away me
How can you write we read, that ain't my reality
You disabuse humanity, humility and

Oh, you you got an edge
Hiding hedge from the Feds
down the little veg
(Ignorance is a right, not a privilege)

I'm finished, and had it
And you fucks are at it
As far as I'm
Pluto's still a

Ooh, you die a quick
Ooh, theft
I may be wrong, I know why
I may be wrong but try

Because I'm sick of all the sabotage, where's my female
Lookin' for kind of closure, all I'm findin' is Ray Bolger
Hold up, yeah, I'll confess
'Cause we're dealin' identity theft

(You an occupation)
I see why I got to
(You need a to please)
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, you're

Yakety yak, don't whack, Nellie, you're a heart attack
Murder, murder, on the wall, the butchest one of all?
(Where'd you get that vegan dress, a market?)
Oops, I forgot, you design for
Shun violence and religion, don't ever with nuns

But I punched a man on Broadway to watch him cry
Every guy I to try said I fight him but I can't think why
Bent unhinged and singed, I cringe to watch the event
But in the end there's no success like

Ooh, it leaves you
Ooh, theft
I may be wrong, I know why
I may be but I'll try

Because I'm tired of hypocrisy, is it or is it me?
If Jesus is left in ruin, Satan, buddy, how you doin'?
Hold 'em up, it's a street
And dealin' with identity theft

Because I'm tired of sweet and nice
Fuck you once and fuck you
Show your passport, get that stamp funny like a camp
Hold 'em up, yeah, I'll confess
'Cause dealin' with identity theft