Luyện nghe bài hát Stop That Train

It's 4:00 a.m. I've got the Dr. Ale
got nothing to lose so I'm pissin' on the third rail
Groggy eyed and I'm headed for the station
ride Coney Island vacation

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

Also finger
Two bums I seen them rocking
Head for the last car fluorescent blackout
Policeman my homeboy put that crack out

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

French trench coat tip going to work
Pulling a like Captain Kirk
Pick pocket gangsters their debts
Caught a bullet in the lung from Goetz

Overworked and underpaid at the floor
spandex caught in the ding dong doors
Stuck between the it seems like an eternity
like sardines in a flophouse fraternity

$50.00 fine for disturbing the
The neck tortoise the Lee's
Hot cup of and the donuts are Dunkin
Friday night and Jamaica Queens

Elevated platform never gonna
Riding over the diner I always get my toast warm
into the conductor's booth and busted out rhymes
Over the loud speaker the hard times

Sat from a man readin' El Diario
the train down from El Barrio
Went from the station straight to Orange
a hot dog from my man George Drakoulias