Luyện nghe bài hát Homemade Music

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

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

music 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 ain't no harm in
I likes to eat my melon 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 songs go?

there were records, then cassettes and cd's
Managers and lawyers, then the Japanese
But homemade music still making to me

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

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

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

Don't dig regular bunk
The Neville got the funk
And homemade music be on the radio