Luyện nghe bài hát The Joker

tell me how big must one be,
there's no one left who can even see
it's a joke

and tell me how old a can get,
we're too ashamed to admit
that we it

how many roads the joker walk,
before ridicule replaces completely

and how many can walk a land,
we suspect some strange kind of plan
is

his painted and his twisted smile, his cartoon evil entertains the child
we it simple or we feel betrayed, this is the house that the Joker made

an old black man sitting on a says,
the niggers of the house war with niggers of the you see it comin?

The is that they seem to think they're free,
and that a nigger that he gotta be like me, they missed the joke

in the middle of the sits the company store,
but we can work off our debts no more, now can we?

Disguised in nothing nut a suit,
the Joker waves sitting on his

and the Riddler riddles and he twiddles and rhymes, til entranced by the art of his crimes
the dutifully delivers his verse, but the riddler relieved him of his purse

Tell me just how mean that a can be,
before we're forced to it cruelty
methinks mean

the simple will be to suffer the most,
on their knees accept the host
on their

the of everyday,
will not be in any way
to say

but let it be known are not in vain,
there must be strikes before the beast is slain
on

and the Joker's comes in all preaching-up Christ, a beautiful diamond, an heist
and all he takes need to be relearned, just another trick that the joker turned