Luyện nghe bài hát Prince of the Punks [Live]

A well groover, rock 'n' roll user,
to be a star.
But he failed the blues, and he's to loser,
Playing folk in a bar.

Reggae music didn't seem to his needs.
He couldn't handle jazz,
they play it in difficult keys.
But now found a music he can call his own,
Some people it junk, but he don't care,
He's a home.

the prince of the punks and he's finally made it,
Thinks he cool but his act is dated.
He acts class but it's all bologna,
He's really middle class and he's a phony.
He acts but it's just a front,
He's the of the punks.

the prince of the punks and he's finally made it,
Thinks he cool but his act is dated.

He tried to be gay, but it pay,
So he bought a instead.
He failed at funk, so he a punk,
'Cause he thought he'd make a more bread.

He's through all of the changes,
rock opera to Mantovani.
Now he wears a band
And boots up past his knees.

He's too old for twenty-eight,
But he thinks seventeen,
He thinks a stud,
But I think he more like a queen.

He's the prince of the punks and he's finally it,
he looks cool but his act is dated.
He talks like a but it's all bologna,
He's really middle class and he's a phony.
He tough but it's just a front.

He's the prince of the punks and finally made it,
Thinks he looks but his act is dated.
He acts working class but all bologna,
He's really class and he's just a phony.
He acts tough but just a front,

He's the of the punks and he's finally made it,
he looks cool but his act is dated.
He acts working but it's all bologna,
really middle class and he's just a phony.
He acts tough but just a front,
He's the of the punks.