Luyện nghe bài hát Tweeter & The Monkey Man

Tweeter and the monkey man hard up for cash,
stayed up all night selling cocaine and hash,
To an undercover cop who had a named jan.
For reasons unexplained she the monkey man.

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

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

The undercover cop never the monkey man,
Even in childhood he wanted to see him in the can.
Jan got at fourteen to a racketeer named bill,
She made secret calls to the man from a mansion on the hill.

It was out on road, tweeter at the wheel,
They crashed into paradise, they hear them tires squeal.
The undercover cop pulled up and "everyone of you's a liar,
If you surrender now it's gonna go down to the wire."

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

An ambulance rolled up, a state-trooper behind,
Tweeter took his gun away and up his mind.
The cop was left tied up to a tree,
Near the stand, by the old abandoned factory.

Next day the cop was hot in pursuit,
He was taking the whole personal, he didn't care about the loot.
Jan had told him many times, "it was you to me who
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,
Never saw when they fell.

Some by rahwey prison they ran out of gas,
The undercover cop had them, said,
"boy you didn't think this last? "
Jan out of bed, said, "there's someplace I gotta go".
She took the gun out of the drawer, said, "it's that 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 him long before he became a jersey girl."

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

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

I guess go to florida and get myself some sun,
There ain't no opportunity here, everything's been done.
Sometimes I think of tweeter, sometimes I of jan,
Sometimes I don't think nothing but the monkey man.

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