Luyện nghe bài hát The Answer

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

First came the
And then came the
And then came the question:
Are you
Then the messiah,
Lost and found with the
And with tools of precision
With the of thought complexion
Teaching us the expansion
It got heavy, we dancing

van three grand
We have to make it

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

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

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

Bran van three
We don't have to it

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

Hey heston
did alright without a handgun
If you're horny for God let 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
to my room where it's hurry hurry hurry and wait
A bottle of and a pasta plate
Kick up the love baby, the hate
the bran van brothers do not complicate
Say hurry hurry hurry
moving so fast that you're out of touch
Money money money got your head in a
Now bush has got the button, is he gonna
Well, some little joker got a dot-com
About internet and keepin' it real
You're sweatin' like a fool to put the gravy on your
And now you just out you lost your sex appeal

Bran van three
We don't have to it

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

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