Luyện nghe bài hát The Pause of Mr. Claus

words and music by Arlo

This next song we're to dedicate to a great American
organization. Tonight I'd to dedicate this to our boys
in the FBI.

Well, wait a minute. It's hard to be an FBI man. I mean,
of all, an FBI man, you have to be over 40 years old.
And the reason is that it takes at least 25 with the
organization to be much of a bastard. It's true. You just
can't join, you know. It needs an atmosphere where
natural bastardness can grow and develop and a
meaningful shape in complex society.

But that's not why I to dedicate the song to the FBI. I
mean, the job that they have to do is a drag. I mean, they
to follow people around, you know. That's part of job.
me around.

I'm out on the highway and I'm drivin' the road and I
run out of gasoline. I pull to the side of the road. They
gotta pull over too - believe that they ran out, you
know.

I go to get some gasoline. They have to out whether
they stick with the car or follow me. Suppose I don't
come and they're stayin' with the car.

Or if I fly on the airplanes, I could fly fare because I'm 12
to 22. And they gotta pay the full fare. But the thing is
when you pay the full fare, you to get on the airplane
first, so that they know how many are left over for the
half fare kids. And sometimes there aren't any seats
left over, and sometimes there are, but doesn't mean that
you to go.

Suppose that he gets on and fills up the seat, so you can't
get on. he gets off then you can get on. What's he gonna
do?

Well, a drag for him. But that's not why I want to dedicate
the to the FBI.

During hard days and hard weeks, everybody always
has it bad once in a while. You know, you a bad time of
it, and you always have a friend who "Hey man, you
ain't got it that bad. Look at guy." And you at that
guy, and he's got it worse than you. And it you feel
better that there's that's got it worse than you.

But of the last guy. For one minute, think of the last
guy. Nobody's got it than that guy. Nobody in the
world. That guy...he's so alone in the world that he
doesn't even a street to lay in for a truck to run him over.
He's out there with nothin'. Nothin's happenin' for cat.

And all he has to do to create a little excitement in his
own life is to bum a dime from somewhere, up the FBI.
Say "FBl?", say "Yes", say "I dig Uncle Ho and Chair-
man Mao, and their friends are over for dinner" (click)
up the phone.

And within two minutes, and not two minutes from he
hangs up the phone, but two from when he first put
the dime in, they got 30,000 feet of rollin'; files on tape;
pictures, movies, dramas, on tape. But then they send
out a a million people all over the entire world, the globe,
they out all they can about this guy.

'Cause there's a number of involved in the guy. I
mean, if he was the guy in the world, how'd he get a dime
to call the FBI? There are plenty of people that the last
that can't get dimes. He comes along and he gets a dime.

I mean, if he had to bum a dime to the FBI, how was he
serve dinner for all of those people? How could the
last guy dinner for all those people. And if he could
make dinner, and was gonna make dinner, why did he
call the

They out all of those questions within two minutes. And
a great thing about America. I mean, this is the only
country in the world...l mean, well, it's not the country
in the world that could find stuff out in two minutes, but
the only in the world that would take two minutes
for guy.

Other countries would say "Hey, he's the guy...screw
him", you know? But in America, is no discrimination,
and is no hypocrisy,'cause they'll get anybody. And that's
a wonderful thing America.

And that's why I'd like to dedicate it to every FBI
man in the audience. I you can't say nothin', you know,
you can't get up and say "Hi!" cause everybody knows
that you're an FBI man and that's a drag for you and
friends.

They're not really your friends, are they? I mean, so you
get up and say nothin' 'cause wise, you gotta get sent
back to the factory and a drag for you and it's an
expense for the government, and that's a for you.

We're gonna sing you this carol. It's for all you
bastards out there in the tonight. It's called "The
of Mr. Claus".

Why do you sit there so
Is it because you are
You must think you are
Why do police guys on peace guys?

You must think Santa weird
He has hair and a beard
Giving his presents for
Why do guys mess with peace guys?

Let's get Santa 'cause;
Clause has a red suit
He's a
And a beard, and hair
be a pacifist
What's in the pipe he's smoking?

Mister Clause in your home at night.
He must be a dope fiend, to put you up
Why do police beat on peace guys?