Luyện nghe bài hát Parade

white man in pants was dancing
inside out and his ass
a little black girl on black
found his and picked it up
and gave it and said "hey pops,
c'mon down we're a parade!"

everybody in town
is turning brown, it's
c'mon we're having a parade
answer your phone, let it sing
and join the orchestra of
that will be our soundtrack for

a million people realize there's things to do
wasting their whole lives being accessible to you
like throwing off clothes and marching down the avenue
singing "i'm in new york city, don't i look so hey!"

mike and jesse jackson
sit in square relaxin'
reach a stalemate start another
jessica, tawana,
and the jane fonda
eating mr. softies in the

a big fat mama in a
and a college girl nothing on
share a laugh over a
seven foot trannies tricks
with men on pogo sticks
'cause invited, hip hooray!

a million people that reality
is much more real their door than it is on TV
a plethora of specimens have taken to the
singing "i'm in new york city, i look so pretty? hey!"

it's summertime in new city
and the aren't just plain old pretty
hot as hell, i think i'm gonna faint
even the junkies and the krishnas
and the guy who spray paints systems
on the of plastic paper plates

it's so hot you fry an egg
on the back of the humping my leg
i like it, what more can i say?
here comes hot dog in her wig
she's three times a lady, like a pig
the sun is everything's okay

a million realize a smile on someone's face
is more contagious than west nile or sars or aids
and what people smile more than a big parade
the streets of new york city
where everyone's so
used to be so shitty
but summertime, summertime, summertime, wooooooooo!!!!!!

man in white pants was dancing
inside out and his ass
a little black girl on rollerblades
his butt and picked it up
and gave it back and "hey pops,
c'mon down having a parade,
c'mon we're having a parade,
c'mon we're having a parade,
woohoo! hey!!!"