Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Blvd.

Pedro lives out of the Wilshire
he looks out a window glass
The are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet
his father him 'cause he's too tired to beg

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

He's going to end up, on the boulevard
he's going out, to the 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 here dreams of a doctor or a lawyer or anything
they dream of dealing on the dirty

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

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

Outside it's a bright
there's an at Lincoln Center
movie stars by limousine
The klieg lights shoot up the skyline of Manhattan
but the lights are out on the Mean

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

And back at the Wilshire, Pedro sits there
found a book on magic in a garbage can
He at the pictures 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 want to fly, dirty boulevard
I to fly, from dirty boulevard
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)