Luyện nghe bài hát Closing Down The Park

Ya know,
There's park, you see, in new york
That's what this song is
Where we used to up
And, um, hang
And then we moving on
And started on the road
We weren't home that
But, then they had this really great idea
we hit town
These parks were real estate, you see
And if we could them nice-looking
We charge more rent for the places around town
Now, I you guys have that here around boston
But, you know, in new
They had this great idea that had to be a crack-down
So we could sweep the clean of the undesirable elements
And we figured, what we do?
Besides
Perhaps we tell a song
To you
Through the musical
And then know
So we go
I hope so
Well, it is...

man smells smoke, he smells something burning green
Doesn't like the odor, better put badges on the scene
Put a blue suit on everybody you see round
And if that don't work, we're gonna close that down...
But
a man was busted trying to walk his dog
Cop didn't his attitude, say that he was against the law
Shoot everybody with a this side of the town
And if that don't work, we're close that park down...
Preach on, my wounded

You know when you're walkin that park one night
Whether your skin is or white
And you feel that pressure on the back of your head
And the hairs on the back of your neck start to up
And you a (police call)
Trust hairs
if you're big or burly
Or short and surly
Or if your cat's named
You could be through that park
And meet the most undesirable disaster
Compliments of taxes
I'm not saying it's gonna
I'm not that it will definitely happen
But it happen
Because it has
I mean, it be you
Or you, or you, or you, or you
Those guys back
Yeah, that guy, yeah
three, easily
Yup, you
Yup, guy
guy
Him
Those up there
Stinky or

Well, enough of my

What about your truth and your mother's pie
I guess it's all another part of your designing lie
Should I tell you something so you don't end my way of life
Or should I come up behind with some stolen, bloody, rusty knife
maybe I should sit by and watch you kill my friends
And maybe I can learn to love you and you never end
Perhaps I can learn to hate you but I I already do
All I know for sure right now, gotta be me or you
your uncle rolls his joints with his fifty dollar bill
I'm off in some park, and I'm laughing at you still
Laughing my ass of at you baby
tell me all of your stories
Tell me your politics
me anything
Tell me how you blame your
me