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 undercover cop who had a named jan.
For reasons unexplained she the monkey man.

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

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

The undercover cop liked the monkey man,
Even back in childhood he to see him in the can.
Jan got married at fourteen to a named bill,
She secret calls to the monkey man from a mansion on the hill.

It was out on road, tweeter at the wheel,
They crashed into paradise, could hear them tires squeal.
The undercover cop up and said "everyone of you's 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 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 souvenir stand, by the old factory.

Next day the cop was hot in pursuit,
He was taking the whole thing personal, he didn't about the loot.
Jan had him many 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.
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 think this could "
Jan out of bed, said, "there's someplace I gotta go".
She took the gun out of the drawer, said, "it's best that you know".

The cop was found 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 long before he became a 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 quieting again,
I'm in a gambling club 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 opportunity here, everything's been done.
Sometimes I think of tweeter, sometimes I of jan,
Sometimes I don't think about nothing but the man.

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