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
They were in the street
At the local dance at the county jail

Well the band playing
And the booze to flow
But the sound over on the police car radio
at Precinct 49
Having to all the time
Sergeant Baker got a call from the governor of the county

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

I love to hear those convicts
It's a shame slugs ain't real
But we have dancin' at the local county jail

Sergeant Baker and his men made a for the jail
And for miles
You could hear the sirens
a rumor goin' round death row
That a fuse is gonna
At the local hop at the local county

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

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

we don't understand
Why you in the National Guard
When Sam is the one
Who belongs in the yard
We all got and brains
But some's got and chains
At the local dance at the local county

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

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

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