Luyện nghe bài hát Tweeter & The Monkey Man

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

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

And the came down,
All the way to hell.
Never saw them they're standing,
Never saw them when 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 named bill,
She made secret calls to the monkey man a mansion on the hill.

It was out on road, tweeter at the wheel,
crashed into paradise, they could hear them tires squeal.
The undercover cop pulled up and said "everyone of a liar,
If you don't surrender now 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 his gun away and messed up his mind.
The cop was left tied 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 jersey legal, as long as you don't get caught".

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

Some place by prison they 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 I gotta go".
She the gun out of the drawer, said, "it's best that you don't know".

The cop was found face 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 before he became a jersey girl."

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

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

I I'll go to florida and get myself some sun,
There ain't no more here, everything's been done.
I think of tweeter, sometimes 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,
saw them when they fell.