Luyện nghe bài hát Copper

If you were for a way to make me mad
It was a fire way you found, acting like a half wit fool
Laying your money around, well, I came back to tell you Lou
'Bout you almost did

you ever put the cash on the counter Lou
When I'm with my kid, yeah, the thirteen he's growing Lou
Two years and he'll be than me, still he thinks I'm strong
As a blacksmith and straighter the tall oak tree

I raised him alone ten years now since his mama ran
And you ain't blow his image of me
For the stunt like you pulled

They took the right out of the penny, Lou
They got the pig up in the pen
But in big trouble with me, yes you
If you ever do that

Ten a week protection don't mean I can't knock you down
You've got to treat me a living saint Lou whenever my son's around
Yeah, the kid wants to be a just like me
You know be a good one the way I started out to be

And he just end up police chief
Now wouldn't that be something to see? then the kid
kick right off of the force all the two-bit grafters like me

They took the copper out of the penny, Lou
They got the pig up in the pen
But you're in big trouble me, yes you
If you ever do again

I guess it was when my old lady me
And she took off with a salesman guy, I to see things
So differently, cut your own slice out of the pie, yeah I up
And it clear to me all the smart cops on the make

You get a silver not an old tin star
you're on the take, it's pimps and whores, punk gang wars
Robberies and homicides, when you walk the with the creeps
On the street, well there ain't no way to

I spent my life without no wife ridin' herd
On the scum of the earth, I learned the tricks of the from
The gutter parade and then I prayed for all I'm worth, you know
I appreciate the money 'Cause it all goes into the bank

And when I send my kid to college someday, have guys
Like you to thank, yeah, ten bucks a week on grocery store
Means you don't have to 'bout crime but hold our money
When the kid's with me you can pay me next time

They took the right out of the penny, Lou
They got the pig up in the pen
But in big trouble with me, yes you
If you ever do that

Ten bucks a week don't mean I can't knock you down
You've got to treat me a living saint Lou, whenever my son's around