Luyện nghe bài hát End of an Era

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

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

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

The Mission Hill kids got a mission
called stayin' alive
Its the calm the storm
In an ethnic jail
All right ready to
Hey I it man
They come from every of life
every edge of town
They got gasoline in veins
Best walk on the other of the street man
They got venom
The Mission Hill kids, the Savin pack
The Cambridge campers, the house
The Charlestown town boys, suburban
They're idlin'
They're in with the bricks
I you seen us before
I've seen you us
But we forget a face man
And we don't forgive...