Luyện nghe bài hát Stop That Train

It's 4:00 a.m. got the Dr. Hfuhruhurr Ale
I've got nothing to lose so I'm on the third rail
Groggy eyed and I'm headed for the station
D-Train Coney Island vacation

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

Also finger
Two fucking I seen them rocking
Head for the last car fluorescent blackout
told my homeboy put that crack out

You know you up when the lights go down
Read the New York, Post Fulton, St.
Same faces every day but you don't know their
Party going placed on the D-Train

French trench coat wing tip going to
Pulling a train like Kirk
Pick pocket gangsters paying their
a bullet in the lung from Bernie Goetz

Overworked and underpaid at the floor
Prostitutes spandex caught in the ding dong
Stuck between the stations it seems an eternity
like sardines in a flophouse fraternity

$50.00 fine for the peace
The neck tortoise the creased
Hot cup of coffee and the are Dunkin
Friday night and Jamaica Queens

Elevated platform gonna conform
Riding over the where I always get my toast warm
Bust the conductor's booth and busted out rhymes
Over the loud about the hard times

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