Luyện nghe bài hát Sixty to Zero

All the and the heroes
They got a to pay
They go sixty to zero
In the of a hair
They see the face in the
feel a shadow out there
They've got the places can go
got the people who stare
They've got to walk in their
got to see what they see
They've got the around them
Getting too much for
All the and the dealers
All the food can eat
All the and squealers
When they walk down the
Yeah.

He's a rich old man
He never for anyone
He likes to count his
He's been a miser penny one
He cared for his children
Never for his wife
made anyone happy
That's the way he his life
And one day in the
He got a bolt the blue
all of his possessions
Sold his too
And now he with the homeless
Owns 900 beds
He prefers to remain
publicity he dreads
Yeah.

There's a judge in the
He goes to every day
Spends his life in the
Keeps his perspective way
But I his decision
He's got a lot on his
He's pretty with the gavel
A little on the fines
One day there was this
Who to court on a charge
That he blew head off
Because his amp was too
And the song he was
Was not for but for cash
Well, the judge the charges
He his mustache
Yeah.

Well, there's a in a carnival
He rode a horse
He came somewhere out west
He was funny of course
But that is not I noticed
It was the incredible
With which he held his
While he rode on his
His jokes were not off-color
His smile was not sincere
His show was that not that
Reasons for success not clear
But he still big money
One day the was his
Now he's married to the
And they're their kids
Yeah.

Now the was empty
All the criminals were
The gate was left wide
And a buck and
eating grass in the courtyard
When the warden in
And took a rifle from the guard
And said to him with a
To shoot those would be stupid, sir
We already got 'em here
Why not just the gates and keep them
intimidation and fear?
But the warden pulled the
And those deer hit the
He nobody'll know the difference
And both looked around.
Yeah.

Well, the cop made the
He was he was right
He had all of the
From the bank heist night
His friend was a robber
And his wife was a
All the children were
couldn't get no relief
The bungalow was
When a voice loud and
out with your hands up
Or we're gonna you out of here
There was a in the window
Tv rolled
And cut to the announcer
And the was told.
Yeah.

Well, the artist looked at the
The sat back
He what we have got here
Is a pretty good
But we don't a vocal
And we don't have a song
If we could get thing accomplished
Nothin' else go wrong
So he the ashtray
And he up the phone
And send me a songwriter
drifted far from home
And make that he's hungry
And make he's alone
And send me a
And a new rolling
Yeah.

Well, the sioux and
They all of their land
And now a basketball
Is trying to lend them a
someday he'll be president
He's a popular man
But now the chief has
And the white man has
There's opposition in
The bill is up cash
really no way of predicting
If it fly or it will crash
But that's the of politics
the name of the game
That's how it looks in the
Big are blowing again
Yeah.

There's crime in the city
Said the cop on the
I don't know if I can it
I feel like meat on the
paint my car like a target
I take my orders from
Meanwhile kid blows my head off
Well, I play by rules
So now I'm it my way
I took the law in my own
Here I am in the
A wad of cash in my
I get by a ten year old
He says he up to me
There's still crime in the
But it's to be free
Yeah.

Now I from a family
That has a broken
Sometimes I to my daddy
On the
When he that he loves me
I know he does
But I wish I see him
I knew where he was
But that's the way all my are
Except one or two
I could see him this weekend
Wish I could in his shoes
But now I'm doin' my own
I'm good, then I'm bad
Although my has been broken
It's the best home I had
Yeah.

Well, I keep getting
My life's been that way
I ever learned to talk
I what to say
I sassed to my mummy
I sassed to my teacher
I got thrown out of sunday
For throwin' at the preacher
I grew up to be a fireman
I put out every fire in
Put out smoking
But when I put the hose
The judge sent me to
Gave me without parole
Wish I never put the hose
Wish I got old.