Luyện nghe bài hát Copper

If you were looking for a way to me mad
It was a fire way you found, acting like a half wit fool
Laying your money around, well, I came back here to you Lou
what you almost did

Don't you ever put the on the counter Lou
When I'm my kid, yeah, the kid's thirteen he's growing Lou
Two years and be bigger than me, still he thinks I'm strong
As a blacksmith and straighter than the tall oak

I raised him alone ten now since his mama ran away
And you ain't blow his image of me
For the stunt you pulled today

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

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

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

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

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

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

I spent half my without no wife ridin' herd
On the scum of the earth, I the tricks of the trade from
The gutter parade and then I prayed for all I'm worth, you know
I the money Lou? 'Cause it all goes into the bank

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

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

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