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 bank heist night
His best friend was the
And his wife was a
All the children were
They get no relief
The bungalow was
a voice loud and clear
Said, Come on out with hands up
Or we'll you out of here.
There was a in the window
The TV rolled
Then cut to the announcer
And the was told.

The looked at the producer
The sat back
He said, What we got here
Is a perfect
But we don't a vocal
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
drifted far from home
And make sure that hungry
sure he's alone
Send me a
And a new Stone.
Yeah.

There's still in the city,
the cop on the beat,
I don't if I can stop it
I feel like meat on the
They my car like a target
I take my orders from
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 here I am in the
A wad of in my pants
I get by a ten year old
He says he up to me
There's still crime in the
But it's to be free.
Yeah.

Now I come from a
That has a home
Sometimes I to Daddy
On the
he says that he loves me
I that he does
But I I could see him
I wish I where he was
But the way all my friends are
Except one or two
Wish I could see him this
Wish I could walk in his
But now I'm my own thing
Sometimes I'm good, I'm bad
Although my home has been
the best home I ever had
Yeah.

Well, I gettin' younger
My life's been that way
I ever learned to talk
I forgot to say
I sassed to my mom
I sassed back to my
I got out of Bible school
For sassin' back at the
Then I up to be a fireman
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
Wish I got old.