Luyện nghe bài hát End of an Era

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

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

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

The Mission kids have got a mission
It's called stayin'
Its the before the storm
In an ethnic tonight
All right to prowl?
Hey I it man
They from every walk of life
From every of town
They got gasoline in their
Best walk on the side of the street man
They got eyes
The Hill kids, the Savin Hill pack
The Cambridge campers, the house
The town boys, suburban youth
They're high
They're blendin' in with the
I know you us before
I've seen you us
But we don't a face man
And we don't forgive...