Luyện nghe bài hát Piece Of The Action

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

Workin' so hard I remember much about the freedom I been workin' for
Felt a prisoner 'til I looked in your eyes
And saw a million open doors
Ya tell me put a little money away, 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 fulla nickels and dimes

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

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

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

They hand you a paycheck every week and a piece of your soul every day
An' I need no gold watch in fifty years, baby let's be golden today

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

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

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

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