Luyện nghe bài hát Crime In The City (sixty To Zero Part 1)

Well, the cop made the
He was sure he was
He had all of the
From the bank last night
His friend was the robber
And his was a thief
All the children were
They get no relief
The was surrounded
a voice loud and clear
Said, Come on out your hands up
Or we'll you out of here.
There was a face in the
The TV rolled
Then they cut to the
And the was told.

The artist looked at the
The producer sat
He said, we have got here
Is a track
But we have a vocal
And we have a song
If we get these things accomplished
else could go wrong.
So he balanced the
As he up the phone
And said, me a songwriter
Who's drifted far from
And make sure that he's
Make sure he's
me a cheeseburger
And a new Stone.
Yeah.

still crime in the city,
the cop on the beat,
I don't know if I can it
I feel like on the street
paint my car like a target
I my orders from fools
some kid blows my head off
Well, I play by their
why I'm doin' it my way
I took the law in my

So I am in the alleyway
A wad of in my pants
I get by a ten year old
He he looks up to me
There's still crime in the
But it's to be free.
Yeah.

Now I come a family
has a broken home
Sometimes I talk to
On the
he says that he loves me
I that he does
But I I could see him
I I knew where he was
But that's the way all my are
maybe one or two
Wish I could see him this
Wish I could in his shoes
But now I'm doin' my own
I'm good, then I'm bad
Although my has been broken
It's the best I ever had
Yeah.

Well, I keep gettin'
My life's funny that way
Before I learned to talk
I what to say
I sassed to my mom
I sassed back to my
I got out of Bible school
For sassin' back at the
I grew up to be a fireman
Put out fire in town
Put out smokin'
But I put the hose down
The sent me to prison
He me life without parole
Wish I put the hose down
Wish I got old.