Luyện nghe bài hát Parade

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

everybody in town
is turning brown, summertime
c'mon we're having a parade
don't answer phone, let it sing
and the orchestra of rings
that will be our soundtrack for

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

bloomberg and jesse jackson
sit in tompkins square
reach a stalemate start game
jessica, tawana,
and the indian fonda
eating mr. in the shade

a big fat mama in a
and a college girl with on
share a over a lemonade
seven foot trannies tricks
with business men on sticks
everyone's invited, hip hooray!

a million people realizing that
is much more real outside their than it is on TV
a plethora of specimens have taken to the
singing "i'm in new york city, i look so pretty? hey!"

it's summertime in new 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 plates

so hot you could fry an egg
on the of the pit-bull humping my leg
i kinda it, what more can i say?
'cept here hot dog in her wig
she's three times a lady, like a pig
the sun is shining everything's

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

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