Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Blvd.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Outside it's a night
there's an opera at Lincoln
movie arrive by limousine
The klieg lights up over the skyline of Manhattan
but the lights are out on the Streets

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

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

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

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