Luyện nghe bài hát The Downtown Talent Scout

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

The are freaking out
Everybody's goin'
The heats out every
To up names and kick thier butts
But everytime you turn
You'll see some staring back
got a secret tape recorder
And a in a sack
that he's just another
Of the freaking out
But pay him off in acid
Cos he's a downtown scout

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

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

You are smoking dandelions
You're sniffing paper bags
You're good n' plenties
We can tell your sags
Now up here against the wall
Your frail and thin
And up your pockets
While we dump the in

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

you never get your day in court
The food downtown is
The day of trial you die
With in your bowel
But law and justice
Has advanced to such a
That a trial is useless
They take you to the joint

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

Blow harmonica son