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 than some coal,
she set her gaze upon my bootie, disco in her soul.
So for indecision, so quick did she decide,
the temptress her doors open inviting me inside.
"I to take you home with me", said the sparkle in her eye.
"I would to honey, but I'm about to die."
I have got a time bomb, I it to my chest.
it blows I'm out of here, you can have what's left.
The room got of quiet, and you could smell the fear.
I only the jukebox play "A Tear is in My Beer".
"So what's the verdict Mister? it gonna blow?"
I winked at her and said, "Darlin' I don't know."
Time-bomb in the room, everybody goes someday,
so quick you better be, somewhere where it's safe.
Thin thread-bare thinkin', now you're gonna die,
try to rock the jukebox, just kiss this world good-bye.
What's the deal, don't you feel, now in the silence?
Pushing up the daisies now, there's better for you to diet.
Seeking after sucker wealth, suckers what suckers dealt,
All life you stuffed your face, now you're dead I rest my case.
Got a story here to tell, so you better well.
some old in a church, got a nickel in her purse.
You rich, she was poor.
You some fifties on the floor.
She dropped her 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 candle burning, for the time,
to explode, the bomb is primed.