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 sister jan.
For reasons unexplained she the monkey man.

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

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

The cop never liked the monkey man,
back in childhood 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 into paradise, they could hear them tires squeal.
The undercover cop up and said "everyone of you's a liar,
If you don't now it's gonna go down to the wire."

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

An ambulance up, a state-trooper close 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 thing personal, he didn't about the loot.
Jan had told him many times, "it was you to me who
In jersey anything's legal, as as you don't get caught".

And the came down,
All the way to hell.
Never saw when 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 this could last? "
Jan jumped out of bed, said, "there's I gotta go".
She took the gun out of the drawer, said, "it's that you don't know".

The cop was found 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 knew him long before he a jersey girl."

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

Now the town of city 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 news showed that the monkey man was on.

I guess I'll go to and get myself some sun,
There no more opportunity here, everything's been done.
Sometimes I think of tweeter, I think 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 them they fell.