Luyện nghe bài hát Studio Musician

I am a studio
We've met
But you know me

I am the horn
Who plays the counter line
Upon the song you
While making in some hotel

I am a of you
I've never for fame
You'll never know my

I am the strings that softly
Or guitars
That glitter

I am the thousand lines
were an afterthought
as a way
To get a dying sold

I ride the road
I play around
I play what they set

I'm a musician
Living week to week
I'm the voice through which men try to speak

A studio
the chance I seek

And when the woodwind rises
I start to
On a low bed

But I to horns
The drummer to me
up to letter D

I'm a man of the
Pop is my stock and
Singles, jingles, and
made

A musician
Whose will die unplayed
A studio
Whose music have died unplayed