Luyện nghe bài hát Identity Theft

Because I'm of maturity, airport insecurity
Runnin' from the police, fightin' with the go-betweens
Hold up, let me steal a
'Cause we're with identity theft

(You an education)
I see why I got to
(You need a degree)
As to

So little time, so to be bored by
If no one trod along Harvard lawn, no make a nuclear bomb
They don't teach you how to care, empathisin' if you
Euthanize your sense of fair play, better to

No child is free, oh why, queasy to see
Is that an or a penitentiary?
Huh, geez, get off my back, beat it, take it to man
Idiots go to college to get down

Ooh, it leaves you
Ooh, identity
I may be wrong, I don't why
I may be wrong, but try

Because I'm sick of the insanity, watchin' horny
Feelin' like a libertine, dealin' with the death
'em up, it's a street arrest
And we're dealin' with identity

(You a publication)
I see why I got to
(You need a release)
As to

Journo-fascist profiteers, pioneers
Bonbonbastic puppeteers, get from me
How can you write what we read, that ain't my
You disabuse humanity, and fealty

Oh, you you got an edge
Hiding hedge from the Feds
down the little veg
(Ignorance is a right, not a privilege)

I'm finished, and had it
And while you are at it
As far as I'm
Pluto's a planet

Ooh, you die a quick
Ooh, identity
I may be wrong, I don't why
I may be but I'll try

Because I'm sick of all the sabotage, where's my entourage?
Lookin' for kind of closure, all I'm findin' is Ray Bolger
up, hell yeah, I'll confess
'Cause we're dealin' identity theft

(You an occupation)
I see why I got to
(You a boss to please)
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, late

Yakety yak, don't look whack, Nellie, a heart attack
Murder, murder, on the wall, who's the one of all?
(Where'd you get that dress, a flea market?)
Oops, I forgot, you design for
Shun violence and religion, don't play with nuns

But I punched a man on just to watch him cry
guy I went to try said I fight him but I can't think why
Bent and singed, I cringe to watch the main event
But in the end there's no success revenge

Ooh, it you bereft
Ooh, theft
I may be wrong, I don't why
I may be but I'll try

Because I'm of hypocrisy, is it them or is it me?
If Jesus is left in ruin, Satan, buddy, how you doin'?
Hold 'em up, it's a street
And we're with identity theft

Because I'm tired of sweet and nice
you once and fuck you twice
Show passport, get that stamp funny like a Nazi camp
Hold 'em up, yeah, I'll confess
'Cause we're dealin' with theft