Luyện nghe bài hát Hot City Symphony, Pt2 - Man in the Jar

I got a call on a rainy
was uneasy
so I flipped open a packet of cigarettes
and considered the
Was her daddy
Was it bullets for my
But there's one bothering me
Who was the man in the
The fog drifted over the river
I up the collar of my coat
I get over there fast, fast, fast
Call me a cab, me a cab
I entered the
the french windows
There on the was all that was left
Of the man with no

Was the of the case
Of the man no face
The man in the jar

Was the of the dame
with the fabulous
The man in the jar

I'm telling a
Of a beautiful
Whose was bad

Don't me no jive
staying alive
The man in the jar, The man in the jar
He get out, he wanna get out
Smashin' the glass, smashin' the glass, smashin' the
The man in the jar

I knew was the grande finale
'Cos Hot City was too hot for
That was the of the frail who ended in jail
me as a patsy
Honey my gun
Sixteen entered the elevator at the same time
that can only mean
I be the man in the jar

Hot
me the phone
Then leave me
I'm the man in the jar

You got me all
I'm along
the man in the jar

Zaba zaba da ba baba da za zaba da ba
Zaba zaba zaba da ba baba da za da ba

The man in the jar
The man in the jar
He get out
He get out
He's smashin' the
He's smashin' the
He's smashin' the
The man in the jar

(But please don't the Hot City Symphony)