Luyện nghe bài hát The Greatest Pac-Man Victory in History

Get up to get now
Get up to get now (like this)
Get up to get now (like this)
Get up to get now (alright)
I don't do it anymore
do it if I tried, wouldn't do it if I wanted it

Hey
I don't wanna do it
do it if I tried...

1]

The moments were subtle but unstolen and who owns them
No friendly, non-threatening corporate lacky in the totem
Lucy was in the sky diamonds
Five dollars to them
The summer beneath these with acid behind his molars
Little white tab hollering, little flag waggling
Inorganic pat on back, trim the flat on backer
Back to back like Mad magic
Rabid mastif
bachelor fabric fatter with Cabbage Patch lit
(Dark days)
Banded
(Park blades)
bent-up but eager to crash for that one, two, three repeater
Good morning
Whose couch is this, whose is this, who are you down with bitch?
I'm sorry, dog, I the foulest shit
There was this rabid talismen drowning out of my armspan
What's fouler was the other farmhands gills and shark fangs
What's fouler was my torso stripped to in the marshlands
But I'm up now
Let's get this pane and shut the fuck down
Down by the river where the sits
And lionheart critters smoke dope and act like
I ran a brat pack of loose bolts and high social maladjusties
Sacred, numb, and boundless went to same called cookie
Well, I was dummy to when my tongue was cradled and my skin looks crazy
mirror, courtesy Amy
Spiders in the mattress, paisley sunglasses, dialated eyes
Ice grill that burn through your picture-in-picture widescreen
Poison late late show starring Aes and his jigsaw
Twelve hour solid gold
Other shit to from other ships that sell they DD paper
(Space Invader)
This one's for the labor days for rent and rolling papers
Only the illest beats leak asbsurdly out the
The daytripper anthem "Wake. Drop. Walk to Aquarium."
Whistle you work like a canary lung
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy to carry
I sorta see it as my last flash
Skateboards and psychedelics and big numbers
Good times, people
All airbrushed on a collapsible
man, easy

And I knew the permanancy drift
And I the ph balance wasn't right
And I the crash and burn, how to caress it
L.S.D. the message
And I knew the gash wasn't gonna stop
And I knew the ph balance wasn't
And I knew how September then affect it
L.S.D.

2]
Lazy days
Like some decrepit land shark dumbluck squad dog lurks sicker,
Last sturdy leans secluded
Don't let stupid lesson super-duty labor students
lifer solutions
Daddy sloppy dimensions like son-daughter links
determinated leopards, successfully disshelved
Little developed like serpents despite life sentence ducking

Some don't like sobriety's dirty
do let sleeping dogs lie still
Don't look so damn
defeat
Love some damage, load delete
Late Show, Letterman, shitty diner lip-slide dutch
Low self-discipline leader dead lung self-destruct
sucks dickhead
Lost summer's display laminate showcasing
system definitive
Liturgy the pig lowly, spectactular delight
Why, kind of L.S.D. you like?
lizard king has spoken (all hail)
You in the back, get up, those trails are necessarily bumped
(Summertime)
Some'll try and recapture the flag
But I played it smart and the summertime passed