Luyện nghe bài hát Tweeter & The Monkey Man

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

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

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

The undercover cop never liked the man,
Even 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 cop pulled 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 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,
the souvenir stand, by the old abandoned factory.

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

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

Some place by rahwey they ran out of gas,
The cop had cornered them, said,
"boy you didn't think this could "
Jan jumped out of bed, said, "there's someplace I go".
She took the gun out of the drawer, said, "it's that you don't 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 monkey man, "i'm not fooled by curl,
I him long before he became a jersey girl."

And the walls down,
All the way to hell.
Never saw them when standing,
saw them when they 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 that the man was on.

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

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