Luyện nghe bài hát Lie Detector Test

Got a banging on my back door
Got a hang man hanging on my front
Got an old maid wasting away in the living
Kids in the kitchen with their mouths full of spoons

Got a paper of yellow journalism
A restaurant waiter me words of wisdom
The small town crier is chilling with the village
The big slickers are still busy building pyramids

Got a diploma but no to hang it
Tags on the bathroom to make me famous
A job description that fit the bill
A fatal femme fatale to kill

Get me out of this, lie detector
My inhale and exhale
My is a microphone check, 1, 2, what is this?

In a world the girl's got retro tattoos
And all I've got is a gut and Velcro shoes
And elbows that in a way that make space
I'm at you
(Stay awake, awake)

Natural face affected by the leaks
Grammatical mistakes in every sentence I
It doesn't matter, I make enough sense to seem
Now, at me
(Go to sleep, go to sleep)

Got a flea circus, I'm to take it to the road
Got a nervous tick, they I'm faking it though
Got some cat in a back alley up my records
Some big with fat bellies asking for seconds

Got a fly girl with a landing begging for hot wax
A lonely upper lip and begging for a mustache
A system that listens to the parables of Johnny Cash
A wannabe war hero who only travels in body

I've got a man's version of a rich man
I've got a small van swerving through a big
I've got a road map that's looking a lot a Math test
A blocked phone number and a bunk address

I've got a way out but I ain't to use it
'Cause got some ins and I'ma bet all my winnings
If it hurts me more than it hurts you then I won't you
I've got more sense than virtue, I've got a curfew, it's 12

After that I'll trembling if I get fed hip hop
I'm a G to the R E M L I N
If I wasn't why would I say I am?

I said get me out of this lie test
My pupils inhale and
My breath is a microphone, 1, 2, what is this?