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 killer show of this
We cop, we gotta judge, and we gotta redneck
So step the fuck up and the Joker's Wild!"

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

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

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

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

Take a spin or I'll 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 for the games and fun?
Hillbilly Earl, on down, run
The redneck that his dog on me
Now that's cost you a spin, buddy

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

Tell me who 17 people and later ate their dead bodies?
Jeffrey
No, the correct answer would be mother

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

You big money and prizes, don't ya
probably kill for a big prize, won't ya
Ya little bitch, it's your to spin
Free money, now spin

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

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

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

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

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

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

It's to play hit or miss
Contestant number one, your mouth
Contestant two, get ready
he hit or miss
He hit! next?
We got money, we got cash, we got
We got blood, we got
We got naked dead bitches on the Joker's

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

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

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

So get ready, I'm at'cha fast
Your chance for freedom at
Four questions, so are you ready,
"Uh, I so", load the gat

The cop in
Eats
Yes, the square of two?
Uhh
Correct, nutsacs belong in?
Butt

Richboys

No, the correct answer's,
Oh geez, this is Chipperwink saying
"So till next week folks
See ya later, goodbye"

it, go home