Luyện nghe bài hát Rubber Bullets

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sergeant Baker talkin'
a bullhorn in his hand
He was cool, he was
He was in command
He "Blood will flow;
Padre
Padre you to your boys..."
"Trust in me -
God will to set you free"

we don't 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 local jail

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

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

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