Luyện nghe bài hát Tweeter & The Monkey Man

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

Tweeter was a boy scout she went to vietnam,
And out the hard way, nobody gives a damn.
They knew that they found freedom just the jersey line,
So they hopped into a stolen car, took 99.

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

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

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

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

An rolled up, a state-trooper close behind,
Tweeter took his gun away and up his mind.
The cop was left tied up to a tree,
Near the stand, by the old abandoned factory.

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

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

Some by rahwey prison they ran out of gas,
The undercover cop had them, said,
"boy you didn't think could last? "
Jan jumped out of bed, said, "there's I gotta go".
She took the gun out of the drawer, said, "it's that you don't know".

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

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

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

I guess I'll go to and get myself some sun,
There ain't no more opportunity here, everything's done.
Sometimes I think of tweeter, I think of jan,
Sometimes I don't think nothing but the monkey man.

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