Luyện nghe bài hát Cellphone's Dead

Strange ways today
I put a dollar in my
And I threw it

a long time
Since a federal
a jukebox sound
Like a in my mind

To my worries
Fix my
Throw my
a juggernaut walks

Now let-down
Can't feel no
Sorry
Like aerobics

people
Light a matchstick
fumes
And the burning

are broken
Bones are
Boom-box
a southern accent

Voodoo
Bible
comin'
From the lungs

me some grits
Some shit
Don't a good reason
To let rip

Radio's
infected
One by one
I'll you out

God is
defective
One by one
I'll you out

Mr. making
All the felt
a laser manifesto
Make a melt

There's phonin' in
Like it's minutes
through the motions
Just to they did it

running
Underneath feet
So they feel like they're somewhere
But not

So put boots
On the floor
to you
Like a rope on a store

Throwing
a moving van
Grab a
a utility man

Now fix the
Now break the
Make a kick drum
an S.O.S.

Get a
'Cause it's dark
And the dance floor's
But double-parked

Cell dead
Lost in the
One by one
knock you out

Eye of the sun
Is out of its
One by one
knock you out

One by one
This jam is
That's

Eye of the sun
Eye of the sun
Eye of the sun
Eye of the sun