Luyện nghe bài hát Homemade Music

I no video king
I have to sing for my supper each night
You stand on the
I play in the trenches the big spotlights

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

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

is a pleasure
Singin' is a treasure most don't find
There ain't no harm in
I likes to eat my 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
Raisin' puppies, having yuppies, did all the wild ones go?

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

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

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

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

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

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