Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Blvd.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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