Luyện nghe bài hát Third World Think Tank

I walked into the room, and she was right waiting.
Leaning up against the bar, she was perpertraitin'.
as snot her spandex, and blacker than some coal,
she set her gaze my bootie, with disco in her soul.
So for indecision, so quick did she decide,
the temptress her doors open inviting me inside.
"I want to take you with me", said the sparkle in her eye.
"I would to honey, but I'm about to die."
I have got a bomb, I strapped it to my chest.
When it I'm out of here, you can have what's left.
The room got kind of quiet, and you could the fear.
I heard the jukebox play "A Tear is in My Beer".
"So what's the Mister? When's it gonna blow?"
I just at her and said, "Darlin' I don't know."
Time-bomb in the room, everybody goes 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, you feel, alone now in the silence?
up the daisies now, there's better ways for you to diet.
Seeking after sucker wealth, suckers feel suckers dealt,
All life you stuffed your face, now you're dead I rest my case.
Got a story to tell, so you better 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 World Tank.
The master, the drunkard, and the jerk,
ditch this sorry and all its worth.
your candle burning, waiting for the time,
ready to explode, the is primed.