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 friend was the robber
And his wife was a
All the children were
couldn't get no relief
The bungalow was
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
Then they cut to the
And the was told.

The looked at the producer
The sat back
He said, What we got here
Is a track
But we have a vocal
And we don't a song
If we could get these accomplished
Nothin' else go wrong.
So he balanced the
As he picked up the
And said, me a songwriter
Who's far from home
And make sure he's hungry
Make sure he's
Send me a
And a new Stone.
Yeah.

There's crime in the city,
the cop on the beat,
I don't know if I can it
I feel like on the street
They paint my car like a
I my orders from fools
Meanwhile some kid blows my off
Well, I play by their
why I'm doin' it my way
I took the law in my

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

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

Well, I keep gettin'
My life's been funny way
I ever learned to talk
I forgot to say
I sassed to my mom
I sassed back to my
I got thrown out of Bible
For sassin' back at the
I grew up to be a fireman
Put out fire in town
Put out anything
But when I put the hose
The judge sent me to
He gave me life parole
Wish I never put the down
I never got old.