Luyện nghe bài hát Rubber Bullets

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

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

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

I love to hear those squeal
It's a these slugs ain't real
But we can't dancin' at the local county jail

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

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

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

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

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

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

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