Luyện nghe bài hát Rubber Bullets

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

the band were playing
And the booze to flow
But the sound came over on the car radio
Down at 49
to kick-ass all the time
Sergeant got a call from the governor of the county jail

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

I to hear those convicts squeal
a shame these slugs ain't real
But we can't have dancin' at the county jail

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

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

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

Well we don't
Why you called in the National
When Sam is the one
Who belongs in the yard
We all got and brains
But got balls and chains
At the local dance at the local county

Load up, load up, up with rubber bullets
Load up, up, load up with 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 county jail

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