Luyện nghe bài hát Rubber Bullets

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Well we understand
Why you called in the Guard
Uncle Sam is the one
Who belongs in the exercise
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 with rubber
Load up, load up, up with rubber bullets

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

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