Luyện nghe bài hát Sixty to Zero

All the champs and the
got a price to pay
They go from to zero
In the split of a
They see the in the window
feel a shadow out there
They've got the they can go
got the people who stare
They've got to in their shoes
They've got to see what see
They've got the around them
Getting too for free
All the pimps and the
All the food can eat
All the and squealers
When they walk the street
Yeah.

just a rich old man
He never cared for
He likes to his possessions
He's a miser from penny one
He never cared for his
Never cared for his
Never made 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 lives the homeless
Owns 900 beds
He prefers to remain
publicity he dreads
Yeah.

There's a in the city
He to work every day
Spends his in the courthouse
his perspective that way
But I respect his
got a lot on his mind
He's pretty good the gavel
A little on the fines
One day there was this
Who came to on a charge
That he someone's head off
his amp was too large
And the song he was
Was not for love but for
Well, the waived the charges
He fingered his
Yeah.

Well, there's a clown in a
He rode a painted
He came from somewhere out
He was funny of course
But that is not what I
It was the incredible
which he held his audience
While he on his horse
His jokes were not that
His smile was not that
His was that not that sensational
for success were not clear
But he still big money
One day the was his
Now married to the acrobat
And they're training their
Yeah.

Now the was empty
All the were gone
The gate was wide open
And a buck and
Were grass in the courtyard
When the walked in
And took a rifle the prison guard
And said to him with a
To shoot those would be stupid, sir
We already got 'em here
Why not lock the gates and keep them
With intimidation and
But the pulled the trigger
And those hit the ground
He nobody'll know the difference
And both looked around.
Yeah.

Well, the cop made the
He was sure he was
He had all of the
From the heist last night
His best friend was a
And his was a thief
All the children murderers
They couldn't get no
The bungalow was
a voice loud and clear
Come out with hands up
Or we're gonna blow you out of
was a face in the window
Tv rolled
And cut to the announcer
And the was told.
Yeah.

Well, the artist at the producer
The sat back
He said what we got here
Is a pretty good
But we don't have a
And we don't have a song
If we could get this thing
Nothin' could go wrong
So he balanced the
And he picked up the
And send me a songwriter
Who's drifted far from
And make sure that he's
And make sure alone
And send me a
And a new stone
Yeah.

Well, the and dakota
They all of their land
And now a basketball
Is trying to lend them a
Maybe someday he'll be
He's quite a 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 will fly or it crash
But that's the of politics
the name of the game
That's how it in the tepee
Big winds are again
Yeah.

still crime in the city
Said the cop on the
I don't know if I can it
I like meat on the street
paint my car like a target
I take my from fools
Meanwhile some kid blows my off
Well, I play by rules
So now I'm it my way
I took the law in my own
I am in the alleyway
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 good to be
Yeah.

Now I come from a
has a broken home
Sometimes I talk to my
On the
When he that he loves me
I know that he
But I I could see him
I knew where he was
But the way all my friends are
maybe one or two
Wish I could see him this
I could walk in his shoes
But now I'm my own thing
Sometimes I'm good, I'm bad
Although my home has broken
It's the home I ever had
Yeah.

Well, I keep getting
My been funny that way
Before I ever to talk
I what to say
I sassed to my mummy
I back to my teacher
I got out of sunday school
For throwin' at the preacher
Then I up to be a fireman
I put out every fire in
Put out everything
But when I put the down
The sent me to prison
me life without parole
Wish I put the hose down
I never got old.