Luyện nghe bài hát Back in N. Y. C.

I see faces and traces of
Back in New York City, home

So you think I'm a tough kid, is what you heard?
Well, I like to see some and it gets into my blood
They call me the trail razor
I'm the pitcher in the chain gang, we don't believe in

'Cos we're as strong
'Cos only as strong
As the link in the chain

Let me out of when I was just seventeen
I had to get it out of me
If you what I mean, what I mean

You say, I be crazy, 'cos I don't care who I hit, who I hit
But I know me that's hitting out, and I'm, I'm not full of shit
I care who I hurt, I don't care who I do wrong
This is your mess, I'm stuck in, I really belong

When I take out my bottle up high with gasoline
You can tell by the night
Where has been, has been

As I the porcupine
He said, I had to blame, but me
Held my heart, in hair
to shave, shave it off, it off

No time for escape
When your heart is ready for rape, no
No for romantic escape
When your fluffy is ready for rape, no
No time for romantic
When your fluffy heart is for rape, no
Off we go, off we go, off we go, off we go

You're sitting in your comfort, you believe I'm real
You cannot buy protection from the way I feel
Your progressive hypocrites out their trash
But it was mine in the first place, so I'll it to ash

And tasted all the strongest meats
And laid them down on colored
Laid them down on colored

Who illusion of love and affection
When you're out in the streets
your mainline connection, connection

As I cuddle the
He said, I had to blame, but me
my heart, deep in hair
Time to shave, it off, it off

No for romantic escape
When fluffy heart is ready for rape, no
No time for escape
your fluffy heart is ready for rape, no
No time for escape
When your fluffy heart is ready for
No