Luyện nghe bài hát Tweeter & The Monkey Man

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

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

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

The undercover cop liked the monkey man,
Even in childhood 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 thunder road, at the wheel,
They crashed into paradise, they 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 came down,
All the way to hell.
Never saw them they're standing,
Never saw them when fell.

An rolled up, a state-trooper close behind,
Tweeter took his gun and messed up his mind.
The undercover cop was 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 thing personal, he 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 walls down,
All the way to hell.
Never saw them when standing,
Never saw them when fell.

Some place by prison they ran out of gas,
The undercover cop had them, said,
"boy you think this could 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 he became a jersey girl."

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

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

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