Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Blvd.

Pedro lives out of the Wilshire
he looks out a without glass
The walls are made of cardboard, on his feet
his beats him 'cause he's too tired to beg

He's got 9 and sisters
they're brought up on their
it's hard to run when a hanger beats you on the thighs
Pedro dreams of being and killing the old man
but a slim chance he's going to the boulevard

going to end up, on the dirty boulevard
he's out, to the dirty boulevard
going down, to the dirty boulevard

This cost 2,000 dollars a month
you can believe it man true
somewhere a landlord's laughing till he wets his
No one here of being a doctor or a lawyer or anything
dream of dealing on the dirty boulevard

Give me hungry, your tired your poor I'll piss on 'em
that's what the of Bigotry says
Your poor masses, let's club 'em to death
and get it over with and dump 'em on the boulevard

Get to end up, on the boulevard
going out, to the boulevard
He's going down, on the boulevard
out

Outside a bright night
there's an opera at Lincoln
stars arrive by limousine
The klieg shoot up over the skyline of Manhattan
but the lights are out on the Mean

A kid stands by the Lincoln Tunnel
he's selling plastic for a buck
The traffic's up to 39th street
the TV are calling the cops out for a suck

And back at the Wilshire, Pedro sits there
he's found a on magic in a garbage can
He looks at the and stares at the cracked ceiling
"At the of 3" he says, "I hope I can disappear"

And fly fly away, from dirty boulevard
I want to fly, dirty boulevard
I want to fly, from dirty
I to fly-fly-fly-fly, from dirty boulevard

I to fly away
I to fly
Fly, fly
I to fly
away (Fly a-)
(-way, ooohhh...)
Fly-fly away (I want to away)
fly away (I to fly, wow-woh, no, fly away)