Luyện nghe bài hát Piece Of The Action

Somewhere a red-eyed waitress at another movie magazine
Down on the corner there's a grocery boy stuffin' boxes hungry dreams
cleanin' up the offices, one window burnin' in the dark
Somebody's cryin' is any way in hell
To light a comet a single spark

Workin' so hard I can't remember much about the freedom I workin' for
Felt like a prisoner 'til I looked in your
And saw a million wide doors
Ya me put a little money away, well every dog will have his day in time
Well I been slavin' like a dog and I got nothin' to ya
But a collar and a fist nickels and dimes

I want a piece, a piece of the
Give me a at the real thing
I want a piece of the action, a of the action
Gonna turn on the master, gonna cut these
turn on the master, gonnacut these strings

Been livin' like my old man did and neither once of us could get it right
Punchin' in when the day begins and out the local boys at night
There's someone on a peelin' porch
And someone leavin' on a plane
And I finally the man I'd rather be
Girl I won't be back to 'til they know my name

I a piece, a piece of the action
Give me a at the real thing
I want a piece of the action, a of the action
turn on the master, gonna cut these strings
Gonna turn on the master, gonnacut these

They hand you a paycheck every week and steal a piece of your every day
An' I don't need no gold watch in fifty years, let's be golden today

I want a piece, a of the action
Give me a at the real thing
I want a piece of the action, a of the action
Gonna on the master, gonna cut these strings
turn on the master, gonnacut these strings

I a piece, a piece of the action
me a shot at the real thing
I want a of the action, a piece of the action
turn on the master, gonna cut these strings
Gonna turn on the master, gonnacut these

I want a piece, a of the action
Give me a at the real thing
I want a piece of the action, a piece of the
Gonna turn on the master, gonna cut these
Gonna on the master, gonnacut these strings

Somewhere a red-eyed glances at another movie magazine
Down on the corner there's a grocery boy stuffin' boxes fulla dreams