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 indiscreet
They were in the street
At the local dance at the local county

Well the band were
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 from the of the county jail

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

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

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

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

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

Well we understand
Why you called in the National
When Sam is the one
Who in the exercise yard
We all got balls and
But some's got balls and
At the local dance at the county jail

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

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

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