Luyện nghe bài hát Parade

white man in pants was dancing
inside out and his ass
a black girl on black rollerblades
found his and picked it up
and gave it and said "hey pops,
c'mon down we're a parade!"

everybody in this
is turning brown, it's
c'mon down we're having a
don't answer your phone, let it
and join the orchestra of
will be our soundtrack for today

a million people realize better things to do
than wasting their whole lives accessible to you
like throwing off their clothes and down the avenue
singing "i'm in new city, don't i look so pretty? hey!"

mike bloomberg and jesse
sit in square relaxin'
reach a start another game
jessica, tawana,
and the indian jane
mr. softies in the shade

a big fat in a thong
and a college girl with on
share a laugh over a
seven foot trading tricks
business men on pogo sticks
'cause invited, hip hooray!

a million people that reality
is much more real outside their than it is on TV
a plethora of specimens have taken to the
singing "i'm in new city, don't i look so pretty? hey!"

it's in new york city
and the aren't just plain old pretty
they're hot as hell, i think i'm gonna
even the junkies and the hari
and the guy who paints solar systems
on the backs of plastic paper

it's so hot you fry an egg
on the back of the humping my leg
i kinda like it, more can i say?
'cept comes hot dog in her wig
she's three a lady, sweating like a pig
the sun is everything's okay

a million people realize a on someone's face
is even more contagious west nile or sars or aids
and makes people smile more than a big parade
through the of new york city
everyone's so pretty
life to be so shitty
but summertime, summertime, summertime, wooooooooo!!!!!!

white man in white pants was
out and lost his ass
a little black girl on rollerblades
his butt and picked it up
and it back and said "hey pops,
c'mon down having a parade,
down we're having a parade,
c'mon down we're a parade,
woohoo! hey!!!"