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 hard way, nobody a damn.
They knew that they found freedom just across the line,
So hopped into a stolen car, took highway 99.

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

The cop never liked the monkey man,
Even back in childhood he to see him in the can.
Jan got married at fourteen to a racketeer bill,
She made 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 surrender now it's gonna go down to the wire."

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

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

day the undercover cop was hot in pursuit,
He was taking the whole personal, he didn't care about the loot.
Jan had him many times, "it was you to me who taught
In jersey anything's legal, as as you don't get caught".

And the came down,
All the way to hell.
Never saw when 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 think this could "
Jan jumped out of bed, said, "there's I gotta go".
She took the gun out of the drawer, said, "it's that you don't know".

The undercover cop was found face in a field,
The monkey man was on the river bridge, using as a shield.
Jan said to the monkey man, "i'm not fooled by 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 is quieting down again,
I'm sitting in a club called the lion's den.
The tv set was up, every bit of it is gone,
Ever since the nightly news showed the monkey man was on.

I guess I'll go to and get myself some sun,
There ain't no opportunity here, everything's been done.
Sometimes I think of tweeter, sometimes I of jan,
Sometimes I don't think nothing but the monkey man.

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