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

Well, the cop the showdown
He was sure he was
He had all of the
From the bank last night
His best friend was the
And his wife was a
All the children killers
couldn't get no relief
The bungalow was
When a voice loud and
Said, on out with your hands up
Or blow you out of here.
There was a face in the
The TV rolled
Then they cut to the
And the was told.

The looked at the producer
The sat back
He said, we have got here
Is a track
But we don't a vocal
And we don't a song
If we could get these things
Nothin' else go wrong.
So he the ashtray
As he up the phone
And said, me a songwriter
Who's drifted far home
And make sure he's hungry
sure he's alone
Send me a
And a new Stone.
Yeah.

There's crime in the city,
the cop on the beat,
I don't if I can stop it
I like meat on the street
They paint my car like a
I my orders from fools
Meanwhile some kid blows my off
Well, I play by their
why I'm doin' it my way
I took the law in my

So here I am in the
A wad of cash in my
I get by a ten year old
He says he up to me
There's still in the city
But it's to be free.
Yeah.

Now I from a family
That has a home
Sometimes I talk to
On the
he says that he loves me
I that he does
But I wish I see him
I wish I knew he was
But the way all my friends are
Except 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 home has broken
It's the home I ever had
Yeah.

Well, I keep gettin'
My life's funny that way
Before I ever learned to
I forgot to say
I sassed to my mom
I sassed to my teacher
I got out of Bible school
For back at the preacher
Then I grew up to be a
Put out fire in town
Put out anything
But when I put the hose
The sent me to prison
He gave me life parole
I never put the hose down
Wish I got old.