Luyện nghe bài hát Rubber Bullets

I went to a party at the local jail
All the cons were dancing and the band began to
But the guys were
They brawling in the street
At the local dance at the local jail

the band were playing
And the began to flow
But the came over on the police car radio
Down at 49
to kick-ass all the time
Sergeant Baker got a call from the governor of the jail

Load up, load up, load up rubber bullets
Load up, load up, load up with rubber

I love to those convicts squeal
a shame these slugs ain't real
But we can't have dancin' at the county jail

Baker and his men made a bee-line for the jail
And for around
You hear the sirens wail
There's a rumor goin' round row
That a fuse is gonna
At the local hop at the local jail

Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha do
Whatcha gonna do about it, gonna do

Sergeant Baker started
With a in his hand
He was cool, he was
He was always in
He said "Blood will
Here
Padre you to your boys..."
"Trust in me -
God come to set you free"

Well we don't
Why you called in the Guard
When Sam is the one
Who belongs in the exercise
We all got and brains
But some's got and chains
At the local dance at the local jail

Load up, load up, load up with bullets
Load up, up, load up with rubber bullets

Is it such a crime
For a guy to spend his
At the local dance at the local county
At the local dance at the local county

Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha do
Whatcha gonna do it, whatcha gonna do