Luyện nghe bài hát Bitter Fingers

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

Oh could you knock a line or two for a friend
Sentimental tear inducing a happy end
And we need a tune to open our at Southend
Can you us

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

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

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