Luyện nghe bài hát The Downtown Talent Scout

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
Elliot (rhythm guitar)
Roy (bass)
Jimmy carl (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 joker staring back
He's got a tape recorder
And a camera in a
Pretending that he's just
Of the freaking out
But pay him off in acid
Cos he's a talent scout

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

The badges gleam and the minors
When he on the scene
They got no in their pockets
But badge makes them supreme

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

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

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

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

your harmonica son