Luyện nghe bài hát Strike up The Band

Living off the friends we made, never ever getting
Kicking ass and paying dues, lose our in self abuse
ladies by the score, waking up and wanting more
I hope my mama understands, I strike up the band

Well I spit out my anger as the do fly
Fifteen years of paying just to get me by
Now the barkeeps would pay us by the we bring
But those son-of-bitches never paid us one thing

And my poor daddy, he just don't
It's balls out tonight, the shit hit the fan
When we up the band

Now those drop dead ladies line the first row
I do believe, I'd like to spend some after the show
Now them years gone by, the pay in cash
And them lovely feed me an earful of trash

And my old lady, she just understand
Why those got their hands on her man
And my poor daddy, he still understand

balls out tonight watch the shit hit the fan
Give it all that we can, we don't give a
we strike up the band, when we strike up the band

Living like a gypsy, an air conditioned
Who's never seen the of day
Rode dog and cowboy, know how, boy
I ever lived this long way, no, no, said

And my daddy, he still don't understand
It's balls out tonight watch the hit the fan
Give it all that we can, we don't give a
we strike up the band