Luyện nghe bài hát Bitter Fingers

I'm going on the circuit, I'm all the clubs
And I really need a song boys to stir workers up
And get their wives to it with me just like in the pubs
I worked the good old pubs in Stepney

Oh could you a line or two together for a friend
tear inducing with a happy end
And we need a tune to open our season at
Can you us

It's hard to write a song with bitter
So much to prove, so few to you why
Those old in Denmark Street start laughing
At the keyboard player's hollow haunted
It seems to me a is really needed
I'm of tra-la-las and la-de-das
No more long days hacking of garbage
fingers never swung on swinging stars, swinging stars

I the warm blue flame, the hazy heat it brings
It up the muscles and forces you to sing
You it's just another hit and run from the tin pan alley twins

And there's a chance that one day you might write a lads
So churn them out quick and fast and we'll pat your backs
`Cause we need we can get to launch another dozen acts
Are you