Luyện nghe bài hát Third World Think Tank

I walked into the room, and she was right waiting.
up against the bar, well she was perpertraitin'.
Slick as her spandex, and blacker than some coal,
she set her upon my bootie, with disco in her soul.
So for indecision, so quick did she decide,
the temptress with her open inviting me inside.
"I want to take you home with me", said the in her eye.
"I would like to honey, but I'm to die."
I have got a bomb, I strapped it to my chest.
it blows I'm out of here, you can have what's left.
The got kind of quiet, and you could smell the fear.
I only the jukebox play "A Tear is in My Beer".
"So what's the Mister? When's 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 better be, somewhere where safe.
Thin skinned thread-bare thinkin', now gonna die,
don't try to rock the jukebox, just kiss this good-bye.
What's the deal, don't you feel, now in the silence?
Pushing up the daisies now, better ways for you to diet.
Seeking after sucker wealth, suckers what suckers dealt,
All your life you stuffed your face, now you're dead I my case.
Got a here to tell, so you better listen well.
some old in a church, got a nickel in her purse.
You rich, she was poor.
You dropped some on the floor.
She dropped her with a clank,
she was thinkin' World 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.