Luyện nghe bài hát Boombox

[The Island]
Imagine in your mind a country club
The stuffy old money where the poor get
The is bland sauerkraut and boiled goose
There's no way these people will cut loose

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

[Julian
Everything got outta
The was so entrancing
got out on the floor
It was a bunch of old people dancing

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

The old people smell you want to puke in the sink
These dudes will never dance, that's what you think
I in the room all young and hip
Hold up my and say listen to this

Casablancas]
Then everyone started to
People instead of financing
Your preconceived notions were
By these super old white people

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

So many types of people they'll never get
Till I out my boombox and play this song

[Julian
The music washed all their hate
And society advancing
Every demographic was
It was a rainbow of daaaancing
!
Everyone was wearing fingerless
!
I saw a Spanish guy the Bartman

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

So I grabbed my and hit the turbo bass
And what happened next was a disgrace

Casablancas]
Everybody having sex
The was way too powerful
A bunch of old fucking like rabbits
It was disgusting to say the
Oh!
A boombox can the world
You gotta know limits with a boombox
This was a tale
A is not a toy