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

Well, the cop made the
He was sure he was
He had all of the
the bank heist last night
His best friend was the
And his was a thief
All the children killers
couldn't get no relief
The was surrounded
When a voice 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 producer sat
He said, What we have got
Is a track
But we don't a vocal
And we don't have a
If we could get these things
Nothin' else go wrong.
So he the ashtray
As he up the phone
And said, me a songwriter
Who's far from home
And make that he's 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 know if I can it
I like meat on the street
They my car like a target
I my orders from fools
Meanwhile kid blows 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 still crime in the
But it's to be free.
Yeah.

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

Well, I gettin' 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 every in town
Put out anything
But when I put the hose
The sent me to prison
He gave me without parole
Wish I never put the hose
I never got old.