Luyện nghe bài hát The Answer

Jesus was a superstar
A pimpin' big daddy with a lincoln car
Drove it real fast with the hos
Playing chicken with the devil for the applause

First the question
And then came the
And came the ultimate question:
Are you
the messiah, alright
Lost and with the resurrection
And with tools of deep
With the schools of complexion
us the brain expansion
It got heavy, we started

Bran van three
We don't have to it

Act a man, boy
We don't have to it

I said come comma comma some more
up the club floor, that's what ya came for
Leave big booty round at my front porch
And leave your big frown back out the back door
Forget your big plans, your high
it's a quicksand for the way you feel
When they put you down the river and they leave you
Come on, squeal like a pig how the summer girl

leaving, leaving our machine this very evening
They're your head
So believing
No need to complicate, it's all
Anyways, I the machine's got boring

van three grand
We don't to make it

Act a man, boy
We don't to make it

Hey charlton
did alright without a handgun
If you're for God let dizzy give some

I'm d, no one the finer
The queen and king, from here to
All the ladies love to give me the boom boom boom
Back to my room where it's hurry hurry hurry and
A bottle of and a pasta plate
up the love baby, down the hate
'cause the bran van do not complicate
Say hurry hurry rush
You're so fast that you're out of touch
Money money got your head in a mush
Now bush has got the button, is he gonna
Well, some little got a dot-com deal
About internet and keepin' it real
You're sweatin' like a fool to put the gravy on your
And now you just found out you lost sex appeal

Bran van grand
We have to make it

Act a man, boy
We don't to make it

The answer...
(can you me higher? )
...is in the dancer.