Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Blvd.

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

He's got 9 brothers and
brought up on their knees
it's hard to run when a coat beats you on the thighs
dreams of being older and killing the old man
but that's a slim chance he's going to the

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

This room cost 2,000 a month
you can believe it man it's
somewhere a landlord's laughing he wets his pants
No one dreams of being a doctor or a lawyer or anything
they of dealing on the dirty boulevard

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

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

Outside a bright night
an opera at Lincoln Center
movie stars arrive by
The klieg lights shoot up over the of Manhattan
but the lights are out on the Streets

A small kid stands by the Tunnel
he's plastic roses for a buck
The traffic's backed up to 39th
the TV whores are calling the cops out for a

And back at the Wilshire, Pedro sits dreaming
he's a book 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 this dirty
I to fly, from dirty boulevard
I want to fly, from dirty
I to fly-fly-fly-fly, from dirty boulevard

I want to fly
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)