Luyện nghe bài hát Tweeter & The Monkey Man

Tweeter and the monkey man were up for cash,
They stayed up all night cocaine and hash,
To an cop who had a sister named jan.
For unexplained she loved the monkey man.

Tweeter was a boy 'fore she went to vietnam,
And found out the hard way, gives a damn.
They knew that found freedom just across the jersey line,
So they hopped into a car, took highway 99.

And the came down,
All the way to hell.
saw them when they're standing,
Never saw when they fell.

The undercover cop liked the monkey man,
Even back in he wanted to see him in the can.
Jan got married at fourteen to a racketeer bill,
She made secret to the monkey man from a mansion on the hill.

It was out on road, tweeter at the wheel,
They crashed into paradise, they could hear tires squeal.
The undercover cop pulled up and said "everyone of a liar,
If you don't surrender now it's gonna go to the wire."

And the came down,
All the way to hell.
Never saw when they're standing,
Never saw when they fell.

An ambulance rolled up, a close behind,
took his gun away and messed up his mind.
The cop was left tied up to a tree,
the souvenir stand, by the old abandoned factory.

Next day the cop was hot in pursuit,
He was taking the whole personal, he didn't care about the loot.
Jan had told him many times, "it was you to me who
In jersey anything's legal, as as you don't get caught".

And the came down,
All the way to hell.
saw them when they're standing,
Never saw when they fell.

Some place by prison they ran out of gas,
The cop had cornered them, said,
"boy you think this could last? "
Jan out of bed, said, "there's someplace I gotta go".
She took the gun out of the drawer, said, "it's best that you know".

The undercover cop was face down in a field,
The man was on the river bridge, using tweeter as a shield.
Jan to the monkey man, "i'm not fooled by tweeter's curl,
I him long before he became a jersey girl."

And the walls down,
All the way to hell.
Never saw when they're standing,
Never saw them they fell.

Now the town of jersey city is down again,
I'm sitting in a gambling club the lion's den.
The tv set was up, every bit of it is gone,
Ever the nightly news showed that the monkey man was on.

I guess I'll go to florida and get some sun,
There ain't no more opportunity here, been done.
Sometimes I think of tweeter, sometimes I of jan,
Sometimes I don't think about but the monkey man.

And the came down,
All the way to hell.
saw them when they're standing,
Never saw when they fell.