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 undercover cop who had a sister jan.
For reasons she loved the monkey man.

Tweeter was a boy 'fore she went to vietnam,
And found out the hard way, nobody a damn.
They knew that they found freedom just across the line,
So they hopped into a car, took highway 99.

And the came down,
All the way to hell.
saw them when they're standing,
Never saw them they 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 made secret calls to the monkey man from a on the hill.

It was out on thunder road, at the wheel,
They crashed into paradise, they could hear them squeal.
The undercover cop 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,
Never saw them when 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,
Near the stand, by the old abandoned factory.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I I'll go to florida and get myself some sun,
There no more opportunity here, everything's been done.
Sometimes I of tweeter, sometimes I think of jan,
Sometimes I don't think about but the monkey man.

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