Luyện nghe bài hát Joe's Garage

A old garage in a residential area with a teen-age band
rehearsing in it. JOE (the main in the CENTRAL
SCRUTINIZER'S Special Presentation) to us of the trials and
tribulations of husbandry.

Central
We take you now, to a garage, in Park.

Frank
(It makes own sauce...)

It wasn't large
There was just enough room to the drums
In the corner by the Dodge
It was a
a mashed up door
And a little amp
With a sign on the said "Fender Champ"
And a second hand
It was a Stratocaster with a bar

At point, LARRY (a guy who will eventually give up music and
earn a respectable living as a roadie for a group Toad-O)
in the song...

We jam in Joe's Garage
His mama was
His dad was mad
We was playin' the same old
In the afternoon 'n' we would
it all night long
It was all we knew, 'n' too
So we wouldn't get it
All we did was bend the like...
Hey!
in Joe's Garage
We didn't no dope or LSD
But a coupla quartsa
Would fix it so the
Would not yer ear
And the same old chords goin' over 'n'
Became a
We play it again 'n' again 'n' again
it sounded good to me
ONE TIME!
We could jam in Joe's
His was screamin',
"TURN IT DOWN!"
We was the same old song
In the afternoon 'n' sometimes we
Play it all night
It was all we knew, and too
So we wouldn't get it
Even if you it on a saxophone
We we was pretty good
We talked keepin' the band together
'N' we figured that we
'Cause about time we was gettin' the eye
From the in the neighborhood
They'd all come 'n' dance around
like...

Twenty teen-age girls
in and go STOMP-CLAP,
STOMP-CLAP-CLAP...

So we picked out a name
Had some cards printed up for a coupla
'N' we was on our way to
Got matching suits 'N' Boots
'N' a on the back of the car
'N' we was ready to work in a Bar

ONE TWO THREE
SEE IF YOU GOT SOME MORE!

People seemed to our song
They got up 'n' danced 'n' made a noise
An' it wasn't 'fore long
A guy from a company we name
we oughta take his pen
'N' sign on the line for a real time
But he tell us when
"good times" would be somethin'
That was happenin'
So the band up
An' it like
We will never again...

Guess you get one chance in life
To play a that goes like...

(And, as the plays their little song,
MRS. BORG (who her son SY,
in the closet the vacuum cleaner)
out the window...

Mrs.
it down!
it DOWN!
I have children here...
Don't you boys know any nice

(Speculating on the future)
Well the was rollin' by, yeah
Metal 'n' Glitter Rock
Had caught the public eye,
boys with lipstick on
Was really flyin' high,
'N' then they got that thing
'N' New Wave along
'N' all of a I thought the time
Had come for old song
We to play in "Joe's Garage"
And if I am not
You will be dancin' to...

Central
The ZONE is
for and
only. If you
gotta or unload,
go to the
ZONE. You'll it...

Well the was rollin' by (etc.)...

Mrs.
I'm THE POLICE!
I did it! be here...shortly!

Butzis:
is the Police...

Mrs.
I'm not joking anymore

Butzis:
We have the garage
If you yourself up
We will not you
Or you neither

Mrs.
see them

Officer
is the Police

Mrs.
There are, they're coming!

Officer
Give up
We not harm you

Mrs.
Listen to that mess, would

Officer
is the Police
Give up
We have the garage

Mrs.
Everday this on around here!

Officer
We not harm you, or maim you
(SWAT 4, move in!)

Mrs.
He cut my grass...
He was nice boy...
DISGUSTING!!

Central
is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER...
That was Joe's first confrontation The Law.
Naturally, we easy on him.
One of our counselors gave him
A do-nut...and him to
closer to church-oriented social activities.