Luyện nghe bài hát Rubber Bullets

I went to a at the local county jail
All the cons were and the band began to wail
But the were indiscreet
They brawling in the street
At the dance at the local county jail

Well the were playing
And the booze to flow
But the sound over on the police car radio
at Precinct 49
Having to kick-ass all the
Sergeant Baker got a call the governor of the county jail

Load up, up, load up with rubber bullets
Load up, load up, load up rubber bullets

I love to hear those squeal
It's a shame these slugs ain't
But we can't have dancin' at the local jail

Sergeant and his men made a bee-line for the jail
And for around
You could the sirens wail
There's a rumor round death row
That a fuse is gonna
At the local hop at the county jail

Whatcha do about it, whatcha gonna do
Whatcha do about it, whatcha gonna do

Sergeant started talkin'
With a bullhorn in his
He was cool, he was
He was in command
He said "Blood will
Padre
Padre you talk to boys..."
"Trust in me -
God will to set you free"

Well we don't
Why you in the National Guard
Uncle Sam is the one
Who in the exercise yard
We all got balls and
But got balls and chains
At the dance at the local county jail

Load up, load up, load up with bullets
Load up, load up, load up with rubber

Is it really a crime
For a guy to spend his
At the dance at the local county jail
At the local at the local county jail

gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do
Whatcha do about it, whatcha gonna do