Luyện nghe bài hát Tweeter & The Monkey Man

Tweeter and the monkey man were up for cash,
They stayed up all night cocaine and hash,
To an undercover cop who had a sister 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.
They knew they found freedom 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 them when standing,
Never saw when they fell.

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

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

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

An ambulance rolled up, a close behind,
Tweeter took his gun away and up his mind.
The undercover cop was 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 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 walls down,
All the way to hell.
Never saw them they're standing,
saw them when they fell.

Some place by prison they ran out of gas,
The undercover cop had them, said,
"boy you didn't think could last? "
Jan jumped out of bed, said, "there's I gotta go".
She the gun out of the drawer, said, "it's best that 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 to the monkey man, "i'm not fooled by tweeter's curl,
I knew him long before he became a girl."

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

Now the town of jersey city is 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 since the nightly news showed the monkey man was on.

I guess I'll go to 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 walls down,
All the way to hell.
Never saw when they're standing,
Never saw them when fell.