Luyện nghe bài hát Copper

If you looking for a way to make me mad
It was a sure fire way you found, acting like a half wit
your money around, well, I came back here to tell you Lou
'Bout what you did

you ever put the cash on the counter Lou
When I'm my kid, yeah, the kid's thirteen he's growing Lou
Two and he'll be bigger than me, still he thinks I'm strong
As a blacksmith and straighter than the oak tree

I raised him alone ten years now since his mama ran
And you ain't gonna blow his of me
For the stunt like you pulled

They took the copper out of the penny, Lou
They got the pig up in the pen
But you're in big trouble me, yes you
If you ever do that

Ten bucks a week protection don't mean I can't you down
You've got to treat me a living saint Lou whenever my son's around
Yeah, the kid wants to be a policeman just me
You know be a good one the way I started out to be

And he might end up police chief
Now wouldn't that be something to see? then the kid
Would kick right off of the force all the two-bit grafters me

They the copper right out of the penny, Lou
They got the pig up in the pen
But you're in big trouble me, yes you
If you do that again

I guess it was when my old left me
And she took off with a salesman guy, I to see things
So differently, cut own slice out of the pie, yeah I grew up
And it clear to me all the smart cops on the make

You get a silver badge not an old tin
When you're on the take, it's and whores, punk gang wars
and homicides, when you walk the beat with the creeps
On the street, well ain't no way to hide

I spent half my life without no ridin' herd
On the scum of the earth, I learned the tricks of the from
The gutter and then I prayed for all I'm worth, don't you know
I appreciate the money Lou? 'Cause it all goes the bank

And when I my kid to college someday, I'll have guys
Like you to thank, yeah, ten bucks a week on your grocery
Means you don't have to worry 'bout crime but hold our
When the kid's me you can pay me double next time

They took the right out of the penny, Lou
They got the pig up in the pen
But in big trouble with me, yes you
If you do that again

Ten bucks a week protection don't mean I can't you down
You've got to treat me like a living saint Lou, my son's around