Luyện nghe bài hát The Downtown Talent Scout

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

The are freaking out
Everybody's nuts
The heats out every
To call up names and thier butts
But everytime you turn
see some joker staring back
He's got a secret recorder
And a camera in a
that he's just another
Of the kiddies out
But they pay him off in
Cos he's a downtown scout

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

The badges gleam and the minors
he pulls on the scene
They got no warrants in pockets
But that badge makes them

You kids are smoking
sniffing paper bags baby
You're good n' plenties
We can tell posture sags
Now line up here against the
bodies frail and thin
And open up your
we dump the evidence in

Well they know that smoking
win a case in court
And they know good n' plenties
Aren't the sort
But they tear your apart
Because they couldn't pass
A chance to drag some downtown
For smoking devil

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

Cause after all you so freaky
How anyone believe
That what you think and what you
Comes close at all to is real

your harmonica son