Luyện nghe bài hát Homemade Music

I ain't no king
I still have to sing for my each night
You stand on the
I play in the trenches the big spotlights

in a suitcase for half of my years
I got strange little voices, in my ears
Hall monster, monster, I can't be the old me no more

Homemade ain't on the radio
Homemade music, high and low
Homemade music, where did all the good go?

is a pleasure
Singin' is a that most don't find
There no harm in tellin'
I likes to eat my melon on down to the rind

I had a girlfriend when I was a kid
She and went to the suburbs, most of them did
Raisin' puppies, having yuppies, where did all the wild go?

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

First there were records, then cassettes and
Managers and lawyers, then the Japanese
But music still making sense to me

Homemade music is and nice
Homemade skates on very thin ice
Homemade music is part of my

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

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

Don't dig that bunk
The Brothers' got the funk
And homemade music should be on the