Luyện nghe bài hát Firebaugh

Brown and white, the night
sides of the street
No one speaks, no one
Their shall never meet
An traveler
Stranded in the
in a realm of existence
Everybody's
A voice cries out "Hey Brown!"
Are you the next vato gonna go down?
Heads turn, we you so
If car breaks down
take a tow to

Firebaugh,
A place no one dreams
Where either race is waste
here that silence screams
Firebaugh,
The outer near
Drinking beer's the here
This place is filled with and fear

die, custard things
See the boredom in their
Low riders, okies look for
Is this the where the blackbirds dance?
men one woman sit at the bar
She's the town whore, the star
be the one to get up her dress?
Pass on by avoid mess

If by chance your car down
Keep your ear to the ground
You end up on the wrong side of town
What can you do? They're plotting mouth