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

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

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

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

It was out on road, tweeter at the wheel,
They crashed into paradise, they could hear tires squeal.
The undercover cop pulled up and "everyone of you's a liar,
If you surrender now it's gonna go down to the wire."

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

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

day the undercover cop was hot in pursuit,
He was taking the whole thing personal, he didn't care 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 they're 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 this could last? "
Jan jumped out of bed, said, "there's I gotta go".
She took the gun out of the drawer, said, "it's best you don't know".

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

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

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

I guess go to florida and get myself some sun,
There no more opportunity here, everything's been done.
Sometimes I of tweeter, sometimes I think of jan,
Sometimes I think about nothing but the monkey man.

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