Luyện nghe bài hát Rubber Bullets

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

the band were playing
And the booze began to
But the sound over on the police car radio
Down at 49
Having to kick-ass all the
Sergeant Baker got a call the governor of the county jail

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

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

Baker and his men made a bee-line for the jail
And for miles
You could hear the wail
There's a rumor round death row
That a fuse is blow
At the local hop at the local jail

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

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

Well we understand
Why you called in the National
When Sam is the one
Who belongs in the exercise
We all got and brains
But some's got balls and
At the local at the local county jail

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

Is it really such a
For a guy to his time
At the dance at the local county jail
At the dance at the local county jail

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