Luyện nghe bài hát Nice Guys (don't Get Paid)

Well they packed up their violin [Incomprehensible]
Hopped in a big Studebaker, they were acting pretty scary
No one talked as synchronized their watches
And they drove a train station

Oh, the rolled out with a passenger car
Filled with retired millionaires and stars
[Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible] and that be all, she wrote

And the gangsters, cowboys, and freewheelers
Sold out their to become drug dealers
There ain't no money in doing straight
Your community thanks you, is good
And guys don't get paid

Outside the train window as he could ride
Was a kid on a horse with a full of lies
And the tears of excitement couldn't put out the fire in his
For the house he was to burglarize

All through the house they were and singing
An extended family with fiddlers and
Juggler and a who invent potion
To pacify all the and rapist

The chemist died in the burglary and sold the prescription
For a case of cheap red wine to a traveling
In a three-wheeled jalopy, he bought and potions
To the city that looked the ocean

And he sold the last drop, it was big with the rich
And the city would be crawling with addicts
And back rooms, allies, basements and attics
a fly is trapped in a spider's web but a bat's got the spider

And no one what's going on
But you've gotta up for yourself at the end of the day
And guys don't get paid
Nice guys don't get

Now all the hopeless romantics are white collars
assassins cleaning filthy dollars
Car-jacking who kill for religion
In a full of addicts and color television