Luyện nghe bài hát Rubber Bullets

I went to a party at the local county
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

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

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

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

Sergeant and his men made a bee-line for the jail
And for around
You hear the sirens wail
There's a rumor round death row
a fuse is gonna blow
At the local hop at the county jail

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

Baker started talkin'
With a in his hand
He was cool, he was
He was always in
He said "Blood flow;
Padre
Padre you to your boys..."
"Trust in me -
God come to set you free"

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

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

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

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