Luyện nghe bài hát Stop That Train

It's a.m. I've got the Dr. Hfuhruhurr Ale
I've got nothing to lose so I'm pissin' on the rail
Groggy eyed and fried I'm headed for the
D-Train Coney Island vacation

Dedicated to the boofers in the back of the 1
They'll be kicking out high on cocaine
Jump the I lost my last token
Riding between the cars pissing

finger popping
Two bums fucking I them rocking
Head for the last car fluorescent light
Policeman told my homeboy put that out

You know you light up the lights go down
Read the New York, Fulton, St. Downtown
faces every day but you don't know their names
Party people going on the D-Train

trench coat wing tip going to work
Pulling a train like Captain
Pick pocket gangsters their debts
a bullet in the lung from Bernie Goetz

Overworked and staring at the floor
Prostitutes spandex caught in the ding doors
Stuck between the stations it seems an eternity
Sweating like sardines in a fraternity

$50.00 fine for disturbing the
The tortoise the Lee's creased
Hot cup of coffee and the are Dunkin
Friday and Jamaica Queens funkin

platform never gonna conform
Riding over the diner where I get my toast warm
Bust the conductor's booth and busted out rhymes
Over the loud about the hard times

Sat across a man readin' El Diario
Riding the train from El Barrio
Went the station straight to Orange Julius
Bought a hot dog from my man Drakoulias