Luyện nghe bài hát End of an Era

Well it's 1997, just about a quarter eleven
Nobody sits at home cause the rocks about to
The Citgo sign with neon fire is fryin' all the suits
While they're snortin' up their nose, we're scuffin up our boots
The downtown beat onto the street of the ground level
Skeleton nation, but the high brow cannot hear it cause they ain't turned into the
All the kids down on Comm. Ave have quite a lot to say
But there ain't an ear to listen 'cause turn is so far away

Another kid a broken heart
An old beat up six guitar
Last train better get off
At the end of an era
Ghetto blast 1-2-3-4
If you're of being poor
And the beat beats on
At the end of an era

The elder are in the square
As johnny fresh cut off his hair
Butchy's dreads flow all over town
As black jive to the reggae sound
When and white dance together all night
It ain't gonna the papers
When red blood fell black and white lips
pinned it ghetto hatred

The Hill kids have got a mission
It's called alive
Its the before the storm
In an ethnic jail
All ready to prowl?
Hey I it man
They come from every walk of
From edge of town
They got gasoline in veins
walk on the other side of the street man
They got venom
The Mission Hill kids, the Savin Hill
The Cambridge campers, the house
The town boys, suburban youth
idlin' high
They're blendin' in with the
I know you seen us
seen you ignore us
But we forget a face man
And we soon forgive...