Luyện nghe bài hát Dumb Little Band

Let me you to our dumb little band. You might find it hard to
understand--we've got a show even though we know no gonna go.
We'll crank our Marshall Stacks dumb little knobs. We're
paying for them with our dumb jobs. The guy at the bar says he
thinks we okay, we of remind him of green day. But its a dumb
little and tehre's not much to say maybe we'll see you when we play
in some big empty room one day. We do a record every year no body's
gonna year or understand, a dumb little band. Every we
self-destruct a bit. We break up when teh drummer quits. We him
into doing one more show and the bass player quits and we break up
again. We don't know how to be regular or what to do with out dumb
lives. We dont' have anything to prove. We'll be in trouble if we
ever do. Cause it's a little band but we travel through the land.
We unpack all our stuff from our little van. We play some songs and
we pack it up again. Hand in hand, a dumb little band. Not exactly
in demand. Our are all busy with their own affairs, becoming
punk rock millionaires. They're their live album at the Hollywood
Bowl. We're taping our flyers to the pole. It's a dumb little
band and nobody knows why we keep having shows even nobody goes.
We keep rolling playing our dumb little songs. Hand in hand, a
little band...