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 blacker some coal,
she set her gaze upon my bootie, with in her soul.
So much for indecision, so did she decide,
the temptress with her doors open me inside.
"I to take you home with me", said the sparkle in her eye.
"I would like to honey, but I'm 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 smell the fear.
I only the jukebox play "A Tear is in My Beer".
"So what's the verdict Mister? When's it blow?"
I winked at her and said, "Darlin' I don't know."
Time-bomb tickin' in the room, everybody someday,
blows so quick you better be, where it's safe.
skinned thread-bare thinkin', now you're gonna die,
don't try to rock the jukebox, kiss this world good-bye.
What's the deal, don't you feel, alone now in the
Pushing up the daisies now, better ways for you to diet.
Seeking after sucker wealth, suckers feel what dealt,
All life you stuffed your face, now you're dead I rest my case.
Got a story here to tell, so you better well.
some old in a church, got a nickel in her purse.
You rich, she was poor.
You some fifties on the floor.
She dropped her with a clank,
she was thinkin' Third World Tank.
The master, the drunkard, and the jerk,
ditch sorry world and all its worth.
Keep candle burning, waiting for the time,
to explode, the bomb is primed.