Luyện nghe bài hát Most People Are DJs

Well, hold Ybor City
up to your neck in the sweat and wet confetti
If you to get a little bit light in the heady
It's gonna have to get a bit heavy

jamming jetskis into the jetty now
With some guy who looks like Rocco
And I've heard been dead once already

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

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

a big world, girl, and I can't understand it
We're tiny specks in a bright blue planet

I was a ice machine
I kept it cool in and I drank until I dreamed
And when I dream I always about the scene
All these kids they look little lambs looking up at me

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

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

Baby off your beret
Everyone's a critic and people are DJs
And everything played

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