Luyện nghe bài hát Boombox

[The Island]
Imagine in your a posh country club
The stuffy old money the poor get snubbed
The spread is bland sauerkraut and goose
There's no way these will ever cut loose

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

[Julian
Everything got control
The was so entrancing
Everyone got out on the
It was a bunch of old white people

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

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

[Julian
Then everyone started to
People rejoiced of financing
Your notions were shattered
By these super old white people

[The Lonely
The Big Apple, where never dance
Spirits go down profits expand
The cops or the dealers, got the juice
The vendors peddling their boiled goose

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

[Julian
The music washed away all their
And started advancing
Every demographic was
It was a coalition of daaaancing
!
Everyone was fingerless gloves
!
I saw a Spanish guy the Bartman

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

So I my boombox and hit the turbo bass
And what happened was a total disgrace

[Julian
Everybody started sex
The was way too powerful
A bunch of old people like rabbits
It was disgusting to say the
Oh!
A boombox can change the
You gotta know your with a boombox
was a cautionary tale
A is not a toy