Luyện nghe bài hát Closing Down The Park

Ya know,
There's park, you see, in new york
That's what song is about
Where we used to up
And, um, hang
And then we started on
And started going on the
We weren't home that
But, then they had this really great idea
we hit town
These were prime real estate, you see
And if we could them nice-looking
We could charge more rent for the places town
Now, I know you guys have that here boston
But, you know, in new
They had this great that there had to be a crack-down
So we could the park clean of the undesirable elements
And we figured, could we do?
Besides
Perhaps we could tell a
To you
the musical medium
And you'll know
So we go
I hope so
Well, it is...

Rich man smoke, he smells something burning green
Doesn't like the odor, better put some badges on the
Put a suit on everybody you see hangin' round
And if don't work, we're gonna close that park down...
But
a man was busted trying to walk his dog
Cop didn't like his attitude, say that he was the law
everybody with a mutt this side of the town
And if that don't work, we're gonna close that down...
on, my wounded chandler

You when you're walkin through that park one night
Whether your skin is black or
And you feel particular pressure on the back of your head
And the hairs on the back of neck start to stand up
And you a (police call)
Trust hairs
if you're big or burly
Or even and surly
Or if your cat's shirley
You be walkin through that park
And meet with the most undesirable
of your taxes
I'm not saying it's happen
I'm not saying that it definitely happen
But it could
Because it has
I mean, it be you
Or you, or you, or you, or you
Those back there
Yeah, that guy, definitely
three, easily
Yup, you
Yup, guy
guy
Him
Those up there
or scarface

Well, enough of my

What about truth and your mother's apple pie
I it's all another part of your grand designing lie
I tell you something pretty so you don't end my way of life
Or should I come up behind with some stolen, bloody, rusty knife
Well maybe I should sit by and you kill my friends
And maybe I can learn to love you and you never end
Perhaps I can learn to hate you but I think I do
All I know for sure right now, it's be me or you
While your uncle rolls his joints with his fifty dollar
I'm off in other park, and I'm laughing at you still
Laughing my saggy ass of at you
tell me all of your stories
Tell me about your
Tell me
Tell me how you blame your
me