Luyện nghe bài hát N.Y.C. Streets

DAVID COE

I thought was cool, was... uh, rockin' Rita
looking for a Dimebag, like, who don't
know who you are it's some chick lookin'
for dope.

Exaclty.

DAVID COE

You know all about the lyrics.

ALLAN COE
You know I mean?

Yeah, man.

DAVID COE
Yeah, I ya.

we go...

Cowboy junkies on the
Singin' some ol' funky
Time to change the
He Stop the car
Let me out

I say hey,
What's that all
The artist formally as
Man, insane
Rain, hey dude
Cut me slack
What's his name

Bridge, man

New City streets
Horns
I care
goin' God knows where

Freaks on the
Hair blue
at me
But I'm at you

I
am I doin' here
What am I here

Whiskey
in my mind
Time to get
And get out of this

Pantera on the
Better one more day
Iron Maiden,
Fuck, metal ain't dead

Hey
What's that you
Rockin'
for a Dimebag
What's up that dude
Ah, turn the up
the music up

Go to the bridge, now

New York streets
blowin'
I care
People goin' God knows
I care

on the corner
Hair blue
at me
And I'm at you

What am I doin'
God, am I doin' here
You say your is

Hey dude, it out. I got this tape by some
friends of mine, Punk Jack. Ey, good, you
gotta hear these guys. They ain't got no
deal. What difference does that make? You
a record deal, motherfucker - listen to the
music, dude.

Fuckin' A,