Luyện nghe bài hát Identity Theft

Because I'm tired of maturity, airport
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 need a degree)
As to

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

No is free, oh why, it's 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 down

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

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

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

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

Oh, you guess you got an
Hiding your hedge from the
Puttin' down the 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 a planet

Ooh, you die a quick
Ooh, identity
I may be wrong, I don't why
I may be but I'll try

Because I'm sick of all the sabotage, my female entourage?
Lookin' for some kind of closure, all I'm is Ray Bolger
up, hell yeah, I'll confess
'Cause we're dealin' with theft

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

yak, don't look whack, Nellie, you're a heart attack
Murder, murder, on the wall, who's the one of all?
(Where'd you get vegan dress, a flea market?)
Oops, I forgot, you for Target
Shun violence and religion, don't play with nuns

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

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

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

Because I'm of bein' sweet and nice
you once and fuck you twice
Show your passport, get stamp funny like a Nazi camp
Hold 'em up, hell yeah, I'll
'Cause we're dealin' with identity