Luyện nghe bài hát Rock N Roll Nerd

He have a problem with drugs
He just get them
He's fine that his mates have
But he they'll regret them
He going to pubs, but he hates it when the musics too loud
He tends not to go to rock concerts, cos he stand the crowds
And all he's ever to be
Is a star on MTV
But he that it's not fucking likely
He's turned 30
He knows that he, always be
A and roll nerd
He'll keep writing songs the world will hear
And though they won't be heard just keep writing (oh yeah)
But you see the is
He always dreamt of a star,
But he learnt instead of guitar
Which in the 90s didn't get you far
So while the other were learning Stairway
He was the to their forte
But he was convinced one day he's their fucking asses
And be an icon for the disenfranchised
And grow his hair
And against the state
But just for now that's have to
Cos running late
For his classes
And he will be
A rock and nerd
He'll keep playing gigs that no-one about
And though it absurd he'll just keep playing (oh yeah)
But you see the is
There's not depth in what he's singing
a victim of his upper middle class upbringing
So he can't write about the hood or bling
So he sits and imagines his is dead
To try and invoke some angst in his middle head
But the is always fine, at half past nine
they go to bed
And he spent a single night in prison,
He has no issues nutrition
He has no problem and no drug addiction
you count the drugs they put in chicken
And marijuana always tends to him cough
He doesn't look good his t shirt off
And when he to act tough
You can tell he's
(babalabababababa)
And his mates all go out late
Popping and having fun
He goes home and
And gets a good 8
He gets his thrills his morning run
And while his
All go on
Taking speed and drinking cans of Jim
He stays home and
Curls up with a book with a he's had
he was 17
Cos he's never really
of the scene
Give him Guns N
take Queen
He's more into Beatles, the stones
He's more Stevie Wonder than
And he's never a Transit Van
He never a Panterra fan
He know the difference between metal and thrash
He tell you nothing about Axl and Slash
He likes Ben and the Jackson 5
He all the words to Staying Alive
And though he wants to seem all grungy and
He eleven years at a (motherfucking) private school
Cos no how he tries
He hide behind his rock and roll lies
Cos you've either got it or you
Yeah either rock or you won't
Yeah you've either got it or you
Yeah you'll either rock or you
You've either got it or you don't, don't you
He knows that his music lacks depth, but it can't be helped
He has nothing interesting to say, so he about himself
But he doesn't want to seem obsessed, so he writes in third person
In an attempt to seem rock and roll
But he suspects not working
And deep in his heart he he
Will be Bono or Bowie
And even if he was quite
With small pants like
He knows he will be
A and roll nerd
He'll keep writing songs the world don't care
And though they won't be heard he'll just keep
Oh
You can him
But he won't
Cos he wants to
And he will be deterred
But he'll be a fucked up little
Try-hard
Rock and roll