Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble Every Day

Well I'm to get UPSET
From my TV
checkin' out the news
Until my eyeballs to see
I mean they say every day
Is just another mess
And when it's change, my friends
Is anybody's

So I'm and I'm waitin'
Hopin' for the
Even think I'll go to
Every time I hear 'em
That no way to delay
That trouble comin' day
No way to
That trouble every day

Wednesday I the riot...
I the cops out on the street
Watched 'em rocks and stuff
And chokin' in the
to reports
About the whisky 'round
the smoke & fire
And the market burnin'
Watched while
On his street would a turn
To stomp and and bash and crash
And slash and bust and

And I'm and I'm waitin'
Hopin' for the
Even think go to prayin'
Every time I 'em sayin'
there's no way to delay
That trouble every day
No way to
That trouble comin' day

Well you can it,
You can it...
'Cause, baby, I need it...
your TV tube and eat it
'N all that phony on sports
'N all unconfirmed reports
You know I watched rotten box
Until my began to hurt
From out the way
The say they get the dirt
Before the guys on channel
And further assert
any show they'll interrupt
To bring you news if it up
They say that if the blows up
be the first to tell
Because the boys they got
Are hard and doin' swell,
And if gets the news
Before it the street,
say that no one blabs it faster
Their can't be beat

And if another driver
Gets from her seat
They'll send some joker with a
And see it all complete

So I'm and I'm waitin'
for the best
Even I'll go to prayin'
time I hear 'em sayin'
That there's no way to
That trouble every day
No way to
That trouble comin' day

Hey you something people
I'm not
But a whole lots a times
I wish I could say I'm not

Well, I seen the burnin'
And the local people
On the merchants and the
Who used to their brooms and mops
And other household item
Watched the mob just and bite 'em
And they say it served 'em
Because a few of are white,
And the same across the nation
& white discrimination
They're "You can't understand me!"
And all the other crap they me
In the and TV
'N all that mass
That seems to grow every day
Each you hear some nitwit say
He to go and do you in
Because the color of your
Just appeal to him
(No matter if it's or white)
Because he's out for blood
You we gotta sit around at home
And watch this thing
But I bet won't be many left
To see it end
'Cause the in the street
Ain't the fire in my heart
And in the of all these people
you know that this could start
On any in any town
In any if any clown
Decides that the time to fight
For some he thinks is right
And if a million more
There ain't no society
As it to you and me
Our country free
And the law to see
If all you can ever be
Is just a janitor
Unless your owns a store
You know that in every four
WON'T amount TO more
So watch the go across the floor
And up songs about being poor
you harmonica son!