Luyện nghe bài hát The Answer

Jesus was a superstar
A pimpin' big daddy a lincoln town car
Drove it fast with the fly-ass hos
Playing chicken with the for the greatest applause

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

Bran van grand
We don't have to it

Act a man, boy
We have to make it

I said come comma comma some more
Kick up the club floor, that's what ya for
Leave your big booty at my front porch
And leave your big ugly frown out the back door
Forget big plans, your high ideals
'cause 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

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

van three grand
We don't have to it

Act a man, boy
We have to make it

Hey charlton
Moses did without a handgun
If you're horny for God let dizzy some

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

van three grand
We don't have to it

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

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