Luyện nghe bài hát The Downtown Talent Scout

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
Elliot (rhythm guitar)
Roy (bass)
Jimmy black (drums)
Ray (tambourine)

The kids are out
goin' nuts
The heats out night
To call up names and kick butts
But you turn around
You'll see some joker back
He's got a tape recorder
And a in a sack
Pretending that just another
Of the freaking out
But they pay him off in
Cos he's a downtown talent

He's got your
And he's got your
He's got your ex-old lady's
He's to see what's goin down
And don't believe the things he's found

The badges and the minors scream
he pulls on the scene
They got no warrants in their
But that makes them supreme

You kids are smoking
sniffing paper bags baby
You're good n' plenties
We can your posture sags
Now line up here the wall
Your frail and thin
And open up pockets
While we the evidence in

Well know that smoking flowers
Won't win a in court
And know that good n' plenties
Aren't the psychedelic
But they tear your apart
Because simply couldn't pass
A chance to some freaks downtown
For devil grass

Well you get your day in court
The downtown is foul
The day of you nearly die
maggots in your bowel
But law and justice
Has advanced to a point
That a trial is useless
They simply you to the joint

Cause after all you look so
How could believe
That what you and what you feel
Comes at all to what is real

your harmonica son