Luyện nghe bài hát Third World Think Tank

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