Luyện nghe bài hát Rubber Bullets

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

the band were playing
And the booze to flow
But the came 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, load up, load up with rubber
Load up, load up, load up rubber bullets

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

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

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

Sergeant Baker started
a bullhorn in his hand
He was cool, he was
He was always in
He said "Blood flow;
Here
Padre you talk to boys..."
"Trust in me -
God come to set you free"

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

Load up, up, load up with rubber 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

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