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 undercover cop who had a sister jan.
For reasons she loved the monkey man.

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

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

The undercover cop never the monkey man,
Even in childhood he wanted to see him in the can.
Jan got married at fourteen to a racketeer bill,
She secret calls to the monkey man from a mansion on the hill.

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

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

An ambulance rolled up, a close behind,
Tweeter took his gun away and up his mind.
The cop was left tied up to a tree,
Near the souvenir stand, by the old 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 legal, as long as you don't get caught".

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

Some place by rahwey they ran out of gas,
The undercover cop had them, said,
"boy you didn't think this last? "
Jan jumped out of bed, said, "there's someplace I 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 monkey man was on the bridge, using tweeter as a shield.
Jan said to the man, "i'm not fooled by tweeter's curl,
I knew him long before he a jersey girl."

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

Now the town of jersey city is quieting again,
I'm sitting in a gambling club called the 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 florida and get myself sun,
There ain't no more here, everything's been done.
Sometimes I of tweeter, sometimes I think of jan,
I don't think about nothing but the monkey man.

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