Luyện nghe bài hát The Night We Nearly Got Busted

Jack he chill
he's popped too many
says he's gonna set all the free
Jane's the same
she's never played the
they used to like to keep me
they never could still
always up on hill
said they had to out the territory
'cause see the was out
was no doubt about it
undercover men on every of their property
Jack he took Jane by the hand
he said, "come over here awhile honey, tonight
I'm gonna you right back
'cause you remember that
we to feel so fine"

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

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

see now,
Jane, all those they started to spill all out all over
she said she could, she could hear 'em in the hall
an'gonna,
just used to fill 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 so fine I'm gonna
spin out tale of sweet testimony now
so come here, baby
come over baby
I'm gonna you by the hand to the promised land
'cause remember that
you used to feel so
you used to so fine"

remember,
the night we got busted?
got on our knees
the we nearly got busted
it was the who set us free
the we nearly 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 feel like gettin down on my again tonight, baby
'cause I know, I the Lord's gonna set us free

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

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

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

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