Luyện nghe bài hát The Night We Nearly Got Busted

Jack he dont
he's popped too pills
he's gonna set all the people free
Jane's much the
she's played the game
used to like to keep me company
they could stand still
always up on hill
said they had to check out the
see the word was out
there was no about it
undercover men on every of their property
Jack he took Jane by the hand
he said, "come here awhile honey, 'cause tonight
I'm take you right back
'cause you remember night?
we used to so fine"

the night we nearly got
got down on our
the night we got busted
it was the Lord who set us free, who set us free, yeah

we nearly got busted, me and Larry Love, we're too damn slick

see now,
Jane, all thrills they started to spill all out all over
she said she could, she could hear 'em talkin in the
an'gonna,
Jack just used to up that broken cup
he he saw 'em looking through the holes in the motel wall
he said, "hey, baby, we got to kill,
eat goddamn pill,
I'm gonna check out the guard's commentary
'cause I believe our is comin in tonight
and I feel so I'm gonna
spin out another tale of testimony now
so come here, baby
come here baby
I'm gonna take you by the hand to the promised
remember that night?
you to feel so fine
you used to so fine"

remember,
the night we nearly got
got on our knees
the we nearly got busted
it was the Lord who set us
the night we got busted
got on our knees
the night we got busted, yeah
it was the Lord who set us free, Lord who set us free,

'cause I like gettin down on my knees again tonight, baby
'cause I know, I know the gonna set us free

shh baby, shh
I swear I can see some light comin' the hill
there's somethin' goin' on outside man, I don't the feel
yeah, the gone colder than honey
your bag
I we gotta run soon
to the. shh

turn the down low
turn that stereo off I can't think no

yeah, you alright?
up
we can't wait, can't
'cause they, they're the padlocks at the gate
smell the violence, blind on the side of silence are smilin', givin' the eye
checkin' out our fingerprint file inquiries, in the diaries
the mother fuckers messin' with the phone lines

wait, don't
'cause they, they're pickin' the at the gate
smell the violence, blind suckers on the side of silence are smilin', the eye
our our fingerprint file inquiries, diggin' in the diaries
the mother fuckers been messin' with the phone