Luyện nghe bài hát Prison Trilogy

Billy Rose was a low rider, Billy Rose was a night
Billy Rose knew trouble like the sound of his own
on a drunken charge, driving someone else's car
The local Midnight claim to fame

In an Arizona jail, there are who tell the tale
How Billy fought the sergeant for some milk he demanded
Knowing they'd the boss, knowing he would pay the cost
They saw he was severely

In the blackest on A block
He hanged himself at
a note stuck to the bunk head
'Don't mess with me, take me home'

and lay, help us lay, young Billy down

Luna was a Mexican, the law calls an
For coming across the border with a baby and a
Though the clothes his back were wet, still he thought
That he could get money and things to start a life

It hadn't been too very long, when it like everything went wrong
Didn't even have the time to themselves a home
When foreigner, a brown-skin male thrown inside a Texas jail
Left the wife and baby quite

He eased the pain him
With a in his arm
But the just crucified him
And he died to no one's great

and lay, help us lay, poor Luna down
And we'll raze, raze the prisons to the

Kilowatt was an aging con of 65 who stood a
To stay alive and leave the joint and walk the again
As the time he was to drew near, he suffered all the joy and fear
Of leaving 35 in the pen

Then on the day of his release, he was approached by the
Who took him to the warden walking slowly by his
The warden said, "You won't here
But it seems a state retainer claims another 10 of your life"

He out in the Texas sunlight
And the all stood around
Old Kilowatt ran 50
Then threw himself on the ground

They as well just have laid, that old man down
But we're raze, raze the prisons to the ground
Help us raze, raze the prisons to the