Luyện nghe bài hát Tweeter & The Monkey Man

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

was a boy scout 'fore she went to vietnam,
And found out the hard way, gives a damn.
knew that they found freedom just across the jersey line,
So they hopped into a car, took highway 99.

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

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

It was out on road, tweeter at the wheel,
They crashed into paradise, 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.
saw them when they're standing,
Never saw them they fell.

An ambulance up, a state-trooper close behind,
took his gun away and messed up his mind.
The undercover cop was left up to a tree,
Near the souvenir stand, by the old factory.

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

And the came 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 think this last? "
Jan jumped out of bed, said, "there's I gotta go".
She took the gun out of the drawer, said, "it's best that you know".

The undercover cop was found 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 came down,
All the way to hell.
Never saw when they're standing,
Never saw them they fell.

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

I guess I'll go to florida and get myself sun,
There ain't no more opportunity here, everything's done.
I think 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,
saw them when they fell.