Luyện nghe bài hát Third World Think Tank

I walked into the room, and she was there waiting.
Leaning up against the bar, she was perpertraitin'.
Slick as snot her spandex, and blacker some coal,
she set her gaze my bootie, with disco in her soul.
So much for indecision, so did she decide,
the temptress her doors open inviting me inside.
"I want to take you home with me", said the in her eye.
"I like to honey, but I'm about to die."
I got a time bomb, I strapped it to my chest.
When it blows I'm out of here, you can have left.
The room got kind of quiet, and you smell the fear.
I only the jukebox play "A Tear is in My Beer".
"So what's the verdict Mister? it gonna blow?"
I just winked at her and said, "Darlin' I know."
tickin' in the room, everybody goes someday,
blows so quick you be, somewhere where it's safe.
Thin skinned thread-bare thinkin', now you're die,
don't try to rock the jukebox, kiss this world good-bye.
What's the deal, you feel, alone now in the silence?
Pushing up the daisies now, there's better for you to diet.
Seeking after sucker wealth, suckers feel suckers dealt,
All your life you stuffed your face, now you're I rest my case.
Got a here to tell, so you better listen well.
some old lady in a church, got a in her purse.
You rich, she was poor.
You dropped fifties on the floor.
She her nickel with a clank,
she was thinkin' Third Think Tank.
The master, the drunkard, and the jerk,
ditch sorry world and all its worth.
Keep your burning, waiting for the time,
ready to explode, the is primed.