Luyện nghe bài hát Joey Demento

The had the boys
Up the car
Down Monica Boulevard
food for the rich and sick
Thank LA for it

piled hair
Low slung
The big boy
The cut dress

Ran a ranch
For a guy Tex
I didn't who Tex
Would bring next
One from a
One who was a bum
One on the run
son
One mother was in on the kick
Baby food for the rich and

There's cops at the
But she doesn't even
She's too busy practising
Oh Chango
Oh Chango
Chango Chango won't you bring me
Plenty of
Oh yes! And a little bit of

Trussed up
On a mattress of
Four tied to the corners of the bed
Mummy's ringing in my head
Mummy's goodbyes in my head
Goodbye,

There's on the till
And someone at the
Hot iron
And a of steel
put my name on a runaway list
I never thought I'd get like this

down below at a coconut shrine
Cryin' Chango Chango won't you me a man
Chango won't you bring me a man
A man who is
Who never mean
And you know he's been
Someone a dream that is
Someone who'll take me away from
ME! The finest Madame in Mexico
Being Den in a nursery

I'd like to put them out of misery
But a gun to the temple doesn't seem like me
I'd like to put out of their misery
But a gun to the temple doesn't quite seem me

Chango
Chango
Chango