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
the bank heist last night
His friend was the robber
And his was a thief
All the children were
They get no relief
The was surrounded
When a voice loud and
Said, Come on out with hands up
Or blow you out of here.
There was a in the window
The TV rolled
they cut to the announcer
And the was told.

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

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

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

Now I from a family
That has a home
Sometimes I to Daddy
On the
When he says that he me
I know he does
But I wish I see him
I I knew where he was
But the way all my friends are
Except one or two
I could see him this weekend
Wish I walk in his shoes
But now I'm my own thing
Sometimes I'm good, I'm bad
my home has been broken
It's the home I ever had
Yeah.

Well, I gettin' younger
My life's been that way
Before I ever to talk
I forgot to say
I sassed to my mom
I sassed to my teacher
I got thrown out of school
For back at the preacher
Then I up to be a fireman
Put out fire in town
Put out smokin'
But when I put the down
The sent me to prison
He gave me life without
Wish I never put the hose
I never got old.