Luyện nghe bài hát Raw Meat

Raw for the balcony
mugging in tin pan alley
Another heart of attack takes the stage
You might I'm getting cynical
But after years I can still pass the physical
got my corner, still got my edge
And the waitress takes an order for round
As I try to blend my way the crowd
The hunter of the autograph he my name
And I just find the strength to turn him down
Raw meat for the balcony don't get me
I don't need your sympathy, just lend me a needle and me a dime
a tear in the public eye
From laughing or crying it don't mean that to me
Some sort of reaction is all I need
The cognac goes better in the hotel room,
When staring at the writing on the wall
Condemned by the critics who want to tear me
When it's just another lyric for a song
We're low on life on the highway in search of
Picking up the pennies the road
by direction in the wake of stars
We were driven by a dream that's broken
But the bandwagon's up in another town
We tomorrow its heading out our way
To get us out the where we've paid our dues
With friends we buried there the lights
Raw meat for the
Is all I am, is that all I'm going to be?
Raw for the balcony,
Nobody's fool but mine, is that my
But if that bandwagon takes off for town
And the suits that buy the wine don't like my
Though I'm to empty tables
Till the falls
I'll always the strength to carry on
I'll have the strength to carry on
I'm Raw Meat!
-for Field
(Dick/Paterson)