Luyện nghe bài hát Rubber Bullets

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

Well the band playing
And the began to flow
But the sound came over on the police car
at Precinct 49
Having to all the time
Sergeant Baker got a call from the governor of the county

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

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

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

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

Sergeant Baker talkin'
With a in his hand
He was cool, he was
He was in command
He said "Blood flow;
Here
Padre you to your boys..."
"Trust in me -
God will to set you free"

Well we don't
Why you called in the National
When Sam is the one
Who belongs in the yard
We all got balls and
But some's got and chains
At the local at the local county jail

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

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

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