Luyện nghe bài hát Sound Man

Ok, now let me take it back to Friday,
we had a show night.
to sound-check.
No one on site, no one yet.
Yeah, you what it's like.
the renowned rep,
when never on time
and then five will mean seven, will mean eleven.
This live. What, did it die and go to Heaven?
to throw it in, wanted to go home
then the sound man, like one of the Ramones,
arrived, barely alive smelling death,
in his Led shirt, jeans tighter than Bec Cartright.
He was just bar flight rock pig,
living for the moment, for the rock gig.
Set the stage, two mics, two decks.
one, two, check, check, one, two, check!
I reckon I need volume.
We everyone to hear, yeah,
the whole room. (The room.)
and yo Trigger, the level on your decks like brother?
Oh, yeah, now lets try cranking, I need beat.
too low, man.
Get them out of their seat, than Lindsay Lohan movies.
Move like I'm Bruce Lee.
(Haha, nah, man, you mean Jackie Chan?)
(Oh, Jackie Chan, Bruce Lee?)
Hey! What the fuck you to do with me, man?
It's nothing new to me I Love Lucy.
Man, I shoot through, but it's sounding thin.
Before I go, can you give me one more

Turn it up man, turn it up.
Turn it up man, turn it up.
Keeping it moving the back to the front.
it moving every track that we bump.
Turn it up sound man, it up.
it up sound man, turn it up.
Keeping it moving from the to the front.
Keeping it moving, jump, gotta jump.

Oh, I at the venue.
The ratio, ten dude to three on the menu.
Men who tend to borrow my ears
and have a like I haven't seen 'em in years,
it kills me and I trying to be rude,
but you're ruining the mood like the nude
and the rumour was, the was jam-packed.
Cos, I ransack my set Mad Max,
but I stand back, cos next is
and she steps to the with the flavour extinct
as a Tiger, but none live her.
The only that she might need, her mic up.
So, I'm right up, head to the desk,
ask him to it up, where we had it at sound check.
me to sit down, let him do his job,
but this ain't Woodstock and ain't no rock.

Turn it up sound man, it up.
Turn it up man, turn it up.
Keeping it moving from the to the front.
Keeping it every track that we bump.
Turn it up sound man, it up.
Turn it up sound man, it up.
Keeping it moving from the to the front.
Keeping it moving, gotta jump, jump.

Check, one, two, one, two.
and gentlemen, welcome to the stage my man D-Rapht,
The Pale Rider, my Grimm.
some noise!

Yeah, when I to the stage I'm a different man.
Let me your missus' hand, she'll go missing, man.
and pay attention, no tension here.
Hanging on my every word, sentence clear.
I hear you, I seem to be getting feedback,
nah, not now, nah, I need that.
Sound man had a rehab relapse,
drinking on my rider, all my free Jack Daniels
and can you this clown?
Now no one wants to jump a ring rebounds
and now I'm out by the sound of the bass.
Wait, stop, it, nah wait, nah mate.

Turn it up man, turn it up.
it up sound man, turn it up.
Keeping it from the back to the front.
Keeping it moving every that we bump.
Turn it up man, turn it up.
Turn it up sound man, it up.
it moving from the back to the front.
Keeping it moving, jump, gotta jump