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
goin' nuts
The heats out night
To up names and kick thier butts
But everytime you turn
You'll see some joker back
got a secret tape recorder
And a camera in a
that he's just another
Of the kiddies out
But pay him off in acid
Cos a downtown talent scout

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

The gleam and the minors scream
he pulls on the scene
They got no in their pockets
But that badge them supreme

You kids are dandelions
You're sniffing paper bags
You're dropping good n'
We can tell posture sags
Now line up here against the
bodies frail and thin
And open up pockets
While we the evidence in

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

Well you never get day in court
The downtown is foul
The day of you nearly die
With maggots in bowel
But modern law and
Has to such a point
That a jury is useless
They simply take you to the

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

Blow harmonica son