Luyện nghe bài hát Rubber Bullets

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

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

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

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

Sergeant Baker and his men made a for the jail
And for miles
You could hear the sirens
There's a rumor round death row
That a is gonna blow
At the hop at the local county jail

gonna 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 in command
He "Blood will flow;
Here
you talk to your boys..."
"Trust in me -
God come to set you free"

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

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

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

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