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
From the bank last night
His best friend was the
And his wife was a
All the children were
They couldn't get no
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 cameras
Then they cut to the
And the was told.

The looked at the producer
The sat back
He said, What we have got
Is a perfect
But we have a vocal
And we have a song
If we could get things accomplished
else could go wrong.
So he balanced the
As he picked up the
And said, Send me a
Who's drifted far from
And make sure that 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 know if I can it
I feel meat on the street
They my car like a target
I take my orders from
Meanwhile 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 in my pants
I get paid by a ten old
He he looks up to me
There's crime in the city
But it's to be free.
Yeah.

Now I from a family
That has a broken
Sometimes I to Daddy
On the
When he that he loves me
I that he does
But I I could see him
I wish I where he was
But that's the way all my are
maybe one or two
Wish I see him this weekend
I could walk in his shoes
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 keep younger
My life's been funny way
Before I ever to talk
I what to say
I back to my mom
I sassed to my teacher
I got thrown out of school
For back at the preacher
Then I grew up to be a
Put out every in town
Put out smokin'
But when I put the hose
The judge sent me to
He me life without parole
I never put the hose down
Wish I got old.