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
Everybody's nuts
The heats out night
To call up names and thier butts
But you turn around
You'll see some joker staring
He's got a secret recorder
And a camera in a
Pretending that he's another
Of the kiddies out
But pay him off in acid
Cos he's a downtown scout

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

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

You are smoking dandelions
sniffing paper bags baby
You're dropping good n'
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 flowers
win a case in court
And they that good n' plenties
the psychedelic sort
But they your place apart
Because simply couldn't pass
A chance to drag some downtown
For devil grass

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

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

your harmonica son