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
From the heist last night
His friend was the robber
And his was a thief
All the were killers
They get no relief
The bungalow was
When a voice loud and
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 producer sat
He said, What we have got
Is a track
But we don't have a
And we don't a song
If we could get these accomplished
Nothin' else go wrong.
So he the ashtray
As he up the phone
And said, me a songwriter
drifted far from home
And make that he's hungry
sure he's alone
Send me a
And a new Stone.
Yeah.

There's crime in the city,
the cop on the beat,
I don't if I can stop it
I feel like meat on the
They paint my car a target
I take my from fools
some kid blows my head off
Well, I play by their
That's why I'm it my way
I the law in my hands

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
still crime in the city
But it's to be free.
Yeah.

Now I come a family
That has a broken
I talk to Daddy
On the
When he says he loves me
I know that he
But I wish I see him
I wish I knew 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
my home has been broken
It's the home I ever had
Yeah.

Well, I gettin' younger
My been funny that way
Before I ever to talk
I what to say
I back to my mom
I sassed to my teacher
I got out of Bible school
For sassin' back at the
Then I up to be a fireman
Put out every in town
Put out smokin'
But I put the hose down
The sent me to prison
He gave me life parole
Wish I never put the down
I never got old.