Luyện nghe bài hát Tweeter & The Monkey Man

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

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

And the came down,
All the way to hell.
Never saw them when 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 calls to the monkey man from a mansion on the hill.

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

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

An rolled up, a state-trooper close behind,
Tweeter took his gun 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 cop had cornered them, said,
"boy you didn't think 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 that you know".

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

And the came 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 up, every bit of it is gone,
Ever since the nightly news that the monkey man was on.

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

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