Luyện nghe bài hát Tweeter & The Monkey Man

Tweeter and the man were hard up for cash,
They up all night selling cocaine and hash,
To an cop who had a sister named jan.
For reasons unexplained she loved the man.

Tweeter was a boy scout she went to vietnam,
And found out the way, nobody gives a damn.
They knew that they found just across the jersey line,
So hopped into a stolen car, took highway 99.

And the came down,
All the way to hell.
Never saw when they're standing,
Never saw them when fell.

The undercover cop liked the monkey man,
Even in childhood he wanted to see him in the can.
Jan got married at fourteen to a named bill,
She secret calls to the monkey man from a mansion on the hill.

It was out on thunder road, at the wheel,
crashed into paradise, they could hear them tires squeal.
The cop pulled up and said "everyone of you's a liar,
If you don't surrender now it's go down to the wire."

And the came down,
All the way to hell.
Never saw them they're standing,
saw them when they fell.

An ambulance rolled up, a close behind,
took his gun away and messed up his mind.
The cop was left tied up to a tree,
the souvenir stand, by the old abandoned factory.

Next day the cop was hot in pursuit,
He was the whole thing personal, he didn't care about the loot.
Jan had told him times, "it was you to me who taught
In jersey legal, as long as you don't get caught".

And the walls down,
All the way to hell.
Never saw them they're standing,
Never saw when they fell.

place by rahwey prison they ran out of gas,
The undercover cop had them, said,
"boy you think this could last? "
Jan jumped out of bed, said, "there's someplace I go".
She took the gun out of the drawer, said, "it's best you don't know".

The undercover cop was face down in a field,
The monkey man was on the bridge, using tweeter as a shield.
Jan said to the man, "i'm not fooled by tweeter's curl,
I knew him long he became a jersey girl."

And the walls down,
All the way to hell.
saw them when they're standing,
Never saw them they fell.

Now the town of city is quieting down again,
I'm sitting in a gambling called the lion's den.
The tv set was blown up, bit of it is gone,
Ever since the news showed that the monkey man was on.

I guess I'll go to and get myself some sun,
There ain't no more opportunity here, been done.
Sometimes I think of tweeter, I think of jan,
Sometimes I think about nothing but the monkey man.

And the came down,
All the way to hell.
saw them when they're standing,
Never saw them when fell.