Luyện nghe bài hát The Night We Nearly Got Busted

Jack he dont
he's too many pills
says he's gonna set all the free
Jane's the same
never played the game
they used to like to keep me
they never could stand
always up on hill
said had to check out the territory
see the word 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 take you right
'cause you that night?
we used to 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 just too slick

see now,
Jane, all those they started to spill all out all over
she said she could, she could 'em talkin in the hall
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 check out the coast guard's commentary
'cause I believe our ship is in tonight
and I so fine I'm gonna
out another tale of sweet testimony now
so come here, baby
come over here
I'm gonna you by the hand to the promised land
'cause remember that
you to feel so fine
you to feel so fine"

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

I feel 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' over the
there's somethin' on outside man, I don't like the feel
yeah, the vibe's colder than honey
your bag
I feel we gotta run
to the. shh

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

yeah, you alright?
up
we wait, can't hesitate
'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 been messin' the phone lines

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