Luyện nghe bài hát Homemade Music

I ain't no video
I still have to sing for my supper each
You stand on the
I play in the trenches beneath the big

Lived in a suitcase for of my years
I got strange voices, live in my ears
monster, mall monster, I can't be the old me no more

Homemade music on the radio
Homemade music, searchin' and low
Homemade music, where did all the songs go?

Cookin' is a
Singin' is a treasure that most don't
There no harm in tellin'
I likes to eat my melon right on down to the

I had a hippie girlfriend I was a kid
She died and went to the suburbs, most of did
puppies, having yuppies, where did all the wild ones go?

Homemade music on the radio
Homemade music, jam it in, the door
Homemade music, where did all the good go?

First were records, then cassettes and cd's
and lawyers, then came the Japanese
But homemade music making sense to me

Homemade music is funky and
Homemade music on very thin ice
Homemade is part of my philosophy

Homemade ain't on the radio
Homemade music, jam it in, the door
Homemade music, where did all the good go?

Homemade music, give me my music
Homemade music, should be on the

Don't dig regular bunk
The Brothers' got the funk
And homemade should be on the radio