Luyện nghe bài hát Stop That Train

It's a.m. I've got the Dr. Hfuhruhurr Ale
I've got to lose so I'm pissin' on the third rail
Groggy eyed and fried I'm headed for the
ride Coney Island vacation

Dedicated to the boofers in the of the 1 train
They'll be kicking out windows on cocaine
Jump the turnstyle I my last token
Riding between the cars pissing

Also finger
Two bums fucking I seen them
Head for the last car light blackout
Policeman told my put that crack out

You you light up when the lights go down
the New York, Post Fulton, St. Downtown
Same faces every day but you know their names
Party people placed on the D-Train

French coat wing tip going to work
Pulling a train Captain Kirk
Pick pocket gangsters paying their
Caught a in the lung from Bernie Goetz

and underpaid staring at the floor
Prostitutes spandex caught in the ding doors
Stuck between the stations it seems like an
Sweating like in a flophouse fraternity

$50.00 for disturbing the peace
The neck the Lee's creased
Hot cup of coffee and the donuts are
night and Jamaica Queens funkin

Elevated platform never gonna
Riding over the diner where I get my toast warm
Bust into the conductor's and busted out rhymes
Over the loud speaker about the times

Sat from a man readin' El Diario
Riding the train down El Barrio
Went from the straight to Orange Julius
Bought a hot dog from my man Drakoulias