Luyện nghe bài hát The Downtown Talent Scout

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

The kids are out
Everybody's goin'
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 secret recorder
And a in a sack
Pretending that he's just
Of the kiddies out
But they pay him off in
Cos he's a downtown scout

He's got name
And he's got your
got your ex-old lady's place
He's here to see what's goin
And they believe the things he's found

The badges gleam and the minors
When he pulls on the
got no warrants in their pockets
But that makes them supreme

You are smoking dandelions
You're sniffing paper baby
You're dropping n' plenties
We can tell your posture
Now up here against the wall
Your frail and thin
And up your pockets
we dump the evidence in

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

Well you get your day in court
The food downtown is
The day of you nearly die
With in your bowel
But modern law and
Has to such a point
That a jury trial is
simply take you to the joint

Cause all you look so freaky
How anyone believe
what you think and what you feel
Comes at all to what is real

your harmonica son