Luyện nghe bài hát Raw Meat

Raw for the balcony
mugging in tin pan alley
Another heart of attack the centre stage
You might think I'm getting
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 can't the strength to turn him down
Raw meat for the don't get me wrong
I don't need your sympathy, just lend me a and spare me a dime
Just a tear in the 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 you're at the writing on the wall
Condemned by the critics who to tear me down
it's just another lyric going for a song
We're low on life on the highway in search of
Picking up the pennies the road
Guided by 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 tunnel where paid our dues
With friends we buried beyond the lights
Raw meat for the
Is that all I am, is that all I'm 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 like my song
I'm playing to empty tables
Till the curtain
I'll always find the strength to on
I'll always have the to carry on
I'm Raw Meat!
Andy Field
(Dick/Paterson)