Luyện nghe bài hát Where Have All The Rude Boys Gone

it's times like when a neck looks for a knife,
a for a razor, a heart is longing for bullets.
is high under sea and over sky.
pressure drop, people are foolish.
ooh - but easy to see!
ooh - we dance and be free.
ooh - to 2-tone beat!
but it looks it's gone...
gangsters and with a stereotyped sound
it's coming like a ghosst - someone always knew it.
and shame, a racialist game
cycles of blame - someone sang me it.
who? it's easy to see.
ooh - we could to be free.
ooh - to that beat!
but it looks like gone...
i jerry, he told terry, terry sang a song just for me,
lynvall a message to me,
screamed and then she asked me,
"where all the rude boys gone?"