Luyện nghe bài hát Crime in The City

Well, the cop the showdown
He was sure he was
He had all of the
From the bank heist night
His best was the robber
And his was a thief
All the were killers
They get no relief
The bungalow was
When a voice loud and
Said, on out with your hands up
Or we'll you out of here.
There was a in the window
The tv cameras
Then cut to the announcer
And the was told.

The looked at the producer
The sat back
He said, what we got here
Is a track
But we don't have a
And we don't have a
If we could get these things
Nothin' else go wrong.
So he the ashtray
As he picked up the
And said, me a songwriter
Who's far from home
And make sure he's hungry
Make he's alone
Send me a
And a new stone.
Yeah.

There's crime in the city,
the cop on the beat,
I don't if I can stop it
I like meat on the street
They paint my car a target
I take my orders from
Meanwhile some kid my head off
Well, I by their rules
That's why I'm it my way
I took the law in my

So here I am in the
A wad of cash in my
I get paid by a ten old
He says he up to me
There's crime in the city
But good to be free.
Yeah.

Now I come from a
That has a home
Sometimes I talk to
On the
When he that he loves me
I that he does
But I I could see him
I I knew where he was
But that's the way all my are
maybe one or two
Wish I could see him this
Wish I could walk in his
But now I'm doin' my own
I'm good, then I'm bad
Although my home has broken
It's the home I ever had
Yeah.

Well, I keep gettin'
My life's been funny way
Before I ever to talk
I what to say
I back to my mom
I back to my teacher
I got thrown out of Bible
For sassin' at the preacher
I grew up to be a fireman
Put out fire in town
Put out smokin'
But when I put the down
The sent me to prison
He gave me life without
Wish I never put the hose
Wish I got old.