Luyện nghe bài hát Homemade Music

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

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

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

is a pleasure
Singin' is a treasure that most don't
There ain't no in tellin'
I to eat my melon right on down to the rind

I had a girlfriend when 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 there were records, then cassettes and
Managers and lawyers, then came the
But music still making sense to me

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

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

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

Don't dig that regular
The Brothers' got the funk
And homemade music be on the radio