Luyện nghe bài hát Prison Trilogy

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

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

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

Come and lay, help us lay, young Billy

was a Mexican, the law calls an alien
For coming the border with a baby and a wife
Though the clothes upon his back were wet, still he
That he could get some money and to start a life

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

He eased the inside him
a needle in his arm
But the dope just him
And he died to no one's great

Come and lay, help us lay, poor down
And we'll raze, raze the to the ground

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

Then on the day of his release, he was approached by the
Who took him to the warden walking by his side
The warden said, "You remain here
But it seems a retainer claims another 10 years of your life"

He stepped out in the Texas
And the cops all around
Old Kilowatt ran 50
Then threw down on the ground

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