Luyện nghe bài hát Joker's Wild

Welcome to another exciting of Del Ray's
one game show, The Joker's Wild!
Shaggy, tell us something tonight's contestants
Hey,
Get ready for the show of this bitch
We gotta cop, we gotta judge, and we gotta
So step the fuck up and play the Wild!"

Woohoo!
Everybody smile, guess back on your underground dial
It's the game show host the most
And tonight we finna a little pig roast

Cop copper, been a long while
up your boots and come on down the aisle
Mr. packing that steel
But tonight, you ain't shit, now the fuckin' wheel

Looks good, try
Now let's see just how ya die?
Lucky, lucky, he landed on Jed
He just pounds nails in forehead

The pig got lucky time
But let's a look who's next down the line
Oh, the 43rd judge
Hey pal, remember me, you threw me in

a spin or I'll snap your neck
The clicker's landed, let me
The Jokey, hey, it bad at all
We just cut your off and slap your skull

Who's next for the games and
Hillbilly Earl, on down, run
The redneck sicked his dog on me
Now gonna cost you a spin, buddy

around and around it goes
Staple lips shut, cut off your toes
I throw your corpse on top of the pile
Anything goes on the Joker's

Tell me who killed 17 people and later ate their bodies?
Dahmer
No, the correct answer be your mother

Aww, shit,
Get ready for round two of this
So, if you want your neckbone chopped
Step the fuck up and the Joker's Wild!"

You like big and prizes, don't ya
You'd kill for a big prize, won't ya
Ya little bitch, your turn to spin
Free money, now spin

Oh goody, the your drawers
I'm clip this chain on your balls
Raise ya down for the bang bada
Now we your head like a pinata

The audience loves that
Listen to 'em cheer when your forehead
Wait! Cut to a break, oh shit, ah
We got guts on the

The Joker's Wild is to you by, Faygo
sing!
Send your straight up to the store
Tell that bitch to bring home a

Welcome to the Carnival Show
Here's your for the big money cash flow
Hit your buzzer, pull your
Joker, joker, lemon, we sever head

a door, one, two or three
It's the behind every door, me
There's no escape, now gimme that bald
The crowd can't help, look, they're all

At home just watching your doom
We broadcast from hell to living room
I ripped off his knuckle, clown style
Anything on the Joker's Wild

time to play hit or miss
Contestant number one, open mouth
Contestant number two, get
he hit or miss
He hit! What's
We got money, we got cash, we got
We got blood, we got
We got naked dead bitches on the Wild

I got my yellow and my purple tie
gonna die, oh my
It's Mr. Thompson, my next door
Always bitchin, yellin' from the kitchen

See, he and he went to hell though
We again, I got my own game show
Spin the wheel, cuz I just can't fuck
round!

Oh shit, the end of the
round, we goin' out with a bang
You chance for money and prizes
You chance at death, too

So get ready, I'm coming fast
Your chance for at last
questions, so are you ready, Jack?
"Uh, I think so", the gat

The cop in
Eats
Yes, the square of two?
Uhh
Correct, don't belong in?
Butt

Richboys

No, the answer's, bullets
Oh geez, this is Bink Chipperwink
"So long till week folks
See ya later, goodbye"

it, go home