Luyện nghe bài hát Rubber Bullets

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

the band were playing
And the booze to flow
But the sound came on the police car radio
Down at 49
Having to kick-ass all the
Sergeant Baker got a call from the of the county jail

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

I to hear those convicts squeal
a shame these slugs ain't real
But we can't have dancin' at the county jail

Baker and his men made a bee-line for the jail
And for miles
You hear the sirens wail
a rumor goin' round death row
That a fuse is gonna
At the local hop at the local county

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

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

Well we understand
Why you called in the Guard
Uncle Sam is the one
Who in the exercise yard
We all got and brains
But some's got and chains
At the local dance at the local county

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

Is it really such a
For a guy to his time
At the dance at the local county jail
At the local dance at the county jail

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