Luyện nghe bài hát Parade

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

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

a people realize there's better things to do
than wasting their whole being accessible to you
like throwing off their and marching down the avenue
singing "i'm in new york city, i look so pretty? hey!"

bloomberg and jesse jackson
sit in tompkins relaxin'
reach a stalemate start another
jessica, tawana,
and the indian fonda
mr. softies in the shade

a big fat mama in a
and a college with nothing on
share a laugh over a
seven foot trading tricks
with business men on pogo
'cause invited, hip hooray!

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

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

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

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

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