Luyện nghe bài hát Most People Are DJs

Well, hold steady Ybor
You're up to your neck in the sweat and wet
If you want to get a bit light in the heady
It's have to get a little bit heavy

They're jetskis into the jetty now
some guy who looks like Rocco Siffredi
And heard he's been dead once already

It's going down now in Lowertown
skipping off the good ship U.S.S.S.S.S.S.S.S.S. Sexuality
Searching for the with the five second delivery

They're slipping rock into their setlist now
They got some new guy that just like Phil Lynott
stumbling but I think we're still in it

It's a big world, girl, and I understand it
tiny white specks in a bright blue planet

I was a teenage ice
I kept it in coolers and I drank until I dreamed
And I dream I always dream about the scene
All these they look like little lambs looking up at me

I was a Twin trash bin
I did everything they'd me
I'd jam it into my

She got me by the kitchen
I said do anything but listen
To some weird-talking chick who just can't
That hot soft spots on a hard rock planet

take off your beret
Everyone's a critic and most are DJs
And everything played

Working from the doctor to the drugs
From the packie to the to the cabbie to the club
A thousand will fall in love in all these clubs tonight
A thousand other kids end up gushing blood tonight
Two thousand kids won't get all much sleep tonight
Two thousand kids still feel pretty sweet tonight
Yeah, and I feel pretty sweet