Luyện nghe bài hát Profiteers

there's a cold blowin' through the old east side
it cuts with the curse
they're turning our people the streets, while
the landloards their purse
with the greenback of the tourist trade
a fortune to be had
way for the out-of-towners, for
the tenants just too bad
this to be their attitude.
'em until they're down
they're welfare cases and
and they're easily pushed around
we've invited the to come and stay
and the fair
i wonder if the will understand
the walkin' there.
i'm jack, and how 'bout you?
i'm gonna catch this wave that's through
and a trick or two
i'm alright jack, no on me!
i'm within my rights, my
ce is
i am the
the sign says for renovation
this is a con we all see
it spreads like a through the town,
monkey see and do
turn your slum a mine, squeeze 'em
hard for every
the will paint your criminals, but
you can't see the
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they're all with no morals,
by a pitiful greed
for years taken rent from
the tenants, now they bite the hand that
they've easily a blind eye to
all pain and
and i pray they rush is over that
their gold mines all bare
i'm alright jack and how about
gonna catch me a wave
throught and turn a trick or two
i'm jack, no flies on me!!
i'm my rights, my conscience clear
i am the profiteer.