Luyện nghe bài hát The Night We Nearly Got Busted

Jack he chill
he's popped too pills
says he's gonna set all the people
Jane's the same
she's never played the
they to like to keep me company
they never could stand
up on that hill
said had to check out the territory
'cause see the was out
there was no about it
undercover men on every corner of property
he just took Jane by the hand
he said, "come over here awhile honey, tonight
I'm gonna you right back
you remember that night?
we to feel so fine"

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

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

see now,
Jane, all those thrills started to spill all out all over
she said she could, she could hear 'em in the hall
an'gonna,
Jack used to fill up that broken cup
he swore he saw 'em looking through the holes in the wall
he said, "hey, baby, we got to kill,
eat another pill,
I'm gonna check out the coast commentary
I believe our ship is comin in tonight
and I feel so I'm gonna
spin out another of sweet testimony now
so come over here,
come over baby
I'm gonna take you by the hand to the promised
'cause remember that
you used to so fine
you used to so fine"

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

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

shh baby, shh
I swear I can see light comin' over the hill
there's somethin' goin' on outside man, I don't like the
yeah, the vibe's gone colder than
bag packed?
I feel we gotta run
to the. shh

turn the down low
turn that stereo off I think no more

yeah, baby you
up
we can't wait, hesitate
they, they're pickin the padlocks at the gate
smell the violence, blind suckers on the side of are smilin', givin' the eye
out our fingerprint file inquiries, diggin' in the diaries
the mother been messin' with the phone lines

wait, hesitate
they, they're pickin' the padlocks at the gate
smell the violence, blind on the side of silence are smilin', givin the eye
checkin' our our file inquiries, diggin' in the diaries
the mother fuckers messin' with the phone lines