Luyện nghe bài hát Nice Guys (don't Get Paid)

Well they packed up their cases [Incomprehensible]
Hopped in a big black Studebaker, they were acting pretty
No one talked as they synchronized watches
And drove past a train station

Oh, the rolled out with a passenger car
Filled with millionaires and movie stars
coats
[Incomprehensible] and that be all, she wrote

And the gangsters, cowboys, gypsies and
Sold out their to become drug dealers
There ain't no money in doing straight
community thanks you, business is good
And guys don't get paid

Outside the window fast as he could ride
Was a kid on a with a head full of lies
And the of excitement couldn't put out the fire in his eyes
For the house he was riding to

All the house they were dancing and singing
An extended family with fiddlers and
and a chemist who invent potion
To pacify all the and rapist

The chemist died in the burglary and sold the prescription
For a case of cheap red wine to a traveling
In a three-wheeled jalopy, he and sold potions
To the city that over the ocean

And he the last drop, it was big with the rich kids
And soon the city would be crawling addicts
And back rooms, allies, basements and attics
When a fly is trapped in a spider's web but a bat's got the

And no one knows what's on
But you've show up for yourself at the end of the day
And nice guys get paid
Nice don't get paid

Now all the hopeless romantics are white collars
assassins cleaning filthy dollars
Car-jacking fanatics who for religion
In a city of addicts and color television