Luyện nghe bài hát Identity Theft

Because I'm of maturity, airport insecurity
from the thought police, fightin' with the go-betweens
Hold up, let me steal a
'Cause we're dealin' identity theft

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

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

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

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

Because I'm of the insanity, watchin' horny manatee
Feelin' like a libertine, dealin' with the machine
Hold 'em up, it's a street
And we're dealin' with theft

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

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

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

I'm finished, and had it
And while you are at it
As far as I'm
still a planet

Ooh, you die a death
Ooh, identity
I may be wrong, I know why
I may be but I'll try

Because I'm sick of all the sabotage, my female entourage?
Lookin' for kind of closure, all I'm findin' is Ray Bolger
Hold up, yeah, I'll confess
'Cause dealin' with 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 look whack, Nellie, you're a attack
Murder, murder, on the wall, who's the butchest one of
(Where'd you get vegan dress, a flea market?)
Oops, I forgot, you design for
Shun violence and religion, don't ever with nuns

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

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

I'm tired of hypocrisy, is it them or is it me?
If Jesus Christ is in ruin, Satan, buddy, how you doin'?
Hold 'em up, a street arrest
And we're dealin' with identity

Because I'm tired of bein' and nice
Fuck you and fuck you twice
Show your passport, get that stamp funny like a Nazi
Hold 'em up, yeah, I'll confess
'Cause we're dealin' with theft