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

Well, the cop made the
He was he was right
He had all of the
From the heist last night
His best friend was the
And his was a thief
All the were killers
They get no relief
The bungalow was
When a voice loud and
Said, Come on out your hands up
Or we'll you out of here.
There was a face in the
The TV cameras
Then they cut to the
And the was told.

The artist at the producer
The sat back
He said, we have got here
Is a perfect
But we don't have a
And we have a song
If we could get these things
Nothin' could go wrong.
So he balanced the
As he picked up the
And said, Send me a
Who's far from home
And make sure that hungry
Make sure alone
Send me a
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 take my from fools
Meanwhile some kid my head off
Well, I play by rules
why I'm doin' it my way
I took the law in my

So I am in the alleyway
A wad of cash in my
I get paid by a ten old
He he looks up to me
There's crime in the city
But good to be free.
Yeah.

Now I from a family
That has a home
I talk to Daddy
On the
When he says he loves me
I know he does
But I wish I see him
I I knew where he was
But that's the way all my are
Except one or two
Wish I could see him weekend
Wish I could walk in his
But now I'm my own thing
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 been funny way
Before I ever to talk
I what to say
I sassed to my mom
I sassed to my teacher
I got thrown out of Bible
For sassin' back at the
I grew up to be a fireman
Put out every in town
Put out smokin'
But when I put the hose
The sent me to prison
He gave me without parole
Wish I put the hose down
I never got old.