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

Well, the cop the showdown
He was he was right
He had all of the
the bank heist last night
His friend was the robber
And his was a thief
All the children killers
They get no relief
The bungalow was
a voice loud and clear
Said, on out with your hands up
Or we'll you out of here.
was a face in the window
The TV rolled
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 track
But we don't have a
And we have a song
If we get these things accomplished
Nothin' else go wrong.
So he balanced the
As he up the phone
And said, Send me a
Who's drifted far home
And make that he's hungry
sure he's alone
Send me a
And a new Stone.
Yeah.

still crime in the city,
the cop on the beat,
I don't if I can stop it
I feel like on the street
They my car like a target
I take my from fools
Meanwhile kid blows my head off
Well, I play by their
why I'm doin' it my way
I the law in my hands

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

Now I come a family
That has a broken
I talk to Daddy
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 the way all my friends are
maybe one or two
Wish I could see him this
Wish I walk in his shoes
But now I'm my own thing
I'm good, then I'm bad
Although my home has been
It's the home I ever had
Yeah.

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