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 brothers and
they're brought up on their
it's hard to run when a coat hanger beats you on the
Pedro dreams of being older and the old man
but that's a slim chance he's going to the

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

This room cost 2,000 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 huddled masses, 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 going down, on the dirty
out

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

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 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 pictures and stares at the cracked
"At the of 3" he says, "I hope I can disappear"

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

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 away (I to fly, wow-woh, no, fly away)