Luyện nghe bài hát Boombox

[The Lonely
Imagine in your mind a posh country
The stuffy old money where the poor get
The spread is bland sauerkraut and boiled
There's no way people will ever cut loose

But then I walk in the room, hold my high
And happened next, will blow your mind

[Julian
got outta control
The music was so
Everyone got out on the
It was a bunch of old white dancing

Lonely Island]
Now picture if you will a of business men
Stuffed in the like pigs in a pen
The ties around necks are like a hangman's noose
In the middle of the table there's a boiled

The old people smell makes you to puke in the sink
These dudes will never dance, yeah what you think
I stride in the room all and hip
up my boombox and say listen to this

[Julian
Then everyone to move
People instead of financing
Your notions were shattered
By these super old white dancing

Lonely Island]
The Big Apple, where never dance
Spirits go down while expand
The cops or the dealers, who's got the
The street vendors peddling their boiled

So many types of people they'll get along
Till I bust out my and play this song

Casablancas]
The music washed all their hate
And society advancing
demographic was represented
It was a rainbow coalition of
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Everyone was wearing fingerless
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I saw a Spanish guy the Bartman

Lonely Island]
Transport now to an old home
Where the elderly are tossed on brittle bones
The orderlies are stealing, no excuse
Everyday for lunch eat boiled goose

So I grabbed my boombox and hit the bass
And what happened next was a total

[Julian
Everybody having sex
The music was way too
A bunch of old people fucking like
It was to say the least
Oh!
A can change the world
You gotta know your with a boombox
This was a cautionary
A is not a toy