Luyện nghe bài hát End of an Era

Well it's 1997, just about a quarter past
sits at home cause the rocks about to roll
The Citgo with it's neon fire is fryin' all the suits
While they're snortin' up their nose, we're scuffin up our boots
The downtown beat pours onto the street of the level
Skeleton nation, but the brow cannot hear it cause they ain't turned into the station
All the kids down on Comm. Ave have quite a lot to say
But there ain't an ear to listen their turn is so far away

Another kid with a heart
An old up six string guitar
train stop better get off
At the end of an era
Ghetto blast goes
If you're sick of poor
And the rebel beat on
At the end of an era

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

The Hill kids have got a mission
It's called alive
Its the calm before the
In an ethnic tonight
All right to prowl?
Hey I it man
They come from every walk of
From every of town
got gasoline in their veins
Best walk on the other side of the man
got venom eyes
The Mission Hill kids, the Savin Hill
The Cambridge campers, the Sommerville
The town boys, suburban youth
idlin' high
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...