Luyện nghe bài hát Sound Man

Ok, now let me take it to this Friday,
we had a show night.
to sound-check.
No one on site, no one yet.
Yeah, you know it's like.
It's the rep,
when they're on time
and then five will seven, nine will mean eleven.
ain't live. What, did it die and go to Heaven?
About to it in, wanted to go home
then the man, looking like one of the Ramones,
arrived, barely alive smelling death,
in his Led Zepplin shirt, jeans tighter Bec Cartright.
He was just another bar flight pig,
living for the moment, for the rock gig.
Set the stage, two mics, two decks.
one, two, check, check, one, two, check!
I I need some volume.
We everyone to hear, yeah,
the whole room. (The room.)
and yo Trigger, what the level on your decks brother?
Oh, yeah, now lets try cranking, I more beat.
too low, man.
Get out of their seat, quicker than Lindsay Lohan movies.
Move like I'm Bruce Lee.
(Haha, nah, man, don't you mean Chan?)
(Oh, Jackie Chan, Bruce Lee?)
Hey! What the fuck you to do with me, man?
nothing new to me like I Love Lucy.
Man, I gotta shoot through, but sounding thin.
Before I go, can you give me one thing?

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

Oh, I at the venue.
The ratio, ten to three girls on the menu.
Men who tend to wanna borrow my
and have a conversation like I haven't 'em in years,
it me and I ain't trying to be rude,
but you're ruining the mood like the anorexic
and the was, the room was jam-packed.
Cos, I my set like Mad Max,
but I back, cos next is Layla
and she steps to the stage with the flavour
as a Saber-Tooth Tiger, but live her.
The only thing that she need, her mic up.
So, I'm right up, head to the desk,
ask him to turn it up, where we had it at check.
me to sit down, let him do his job,
but ain't Woodstock and this ain't no rock.

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

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

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

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