Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' Wall Of Voodoo Blues Pt.1

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Didn't no MTV,
Didn't no VH-1
Was a so long ago
Yeah, we had some fun
Made a great big
For all the girls and
It was
Now two are to heaven
Yeah, I was in an space
There across the
Down an alley, stairs,
And a basement
Brendan ran The
He drums, we drank a lot
We started underground
People comin' round
round.
Mark played his guitar
And I clawed at the keys
Little brother showed up one day
And now three
I had rhythm box
I got from Yogi Bear
And Joe and Chas jumped on to
And we practiced music and day
and day.
Hey, the scene was out
People
Old hippies, beatniks, kids
Goin' rockcut their hair
One night we The Whiskey
With Ivy and Mister Lux
Backstage the man approached
Yeah, we we had hit the bucks
Big bucks.
So we put out a EP
Jim was our engineer
And when it got played on the
We could not believe our
it was.
So we out on the road
Started playin' and far
in that beat-up van
Or two or three old
everywhere.
Then the sharks showed up and
A big for Sting
Said here, boys, you'll all be stars
We'll go for that brass
The contract was a book
Two hundred pages
We there on that dotted line
Just a for each song
a dollar.
Things started gettin'
With the and me and Marc
We did methedrine a lot
And drank Cutty Sark
Richard Mazda came the UK
Helped us to in a brand new way
One weekend, song fell out
The single they still about
We made a
With Frank Delia behind the
Day in Mexico,
Lots of 'n drugs 'n friends
But all was bust
Hey, how are like us to know
We took off on tour so long
And played and our radio song.
Oh-woah.
Now, it like that old voodoo dog we had
Was payin' for its
We lost control of our own
To the company
Yeah, I guess we it big time
got us bent
We played a show for fourty
And the manager took every
Every cent.
Yeah, things got worse, and pretty
It was for me to go
I did my to patch it up
But we all just big assholes
So, if you make a band,
Get ready for a good
Don't let weasels, sharks, and fiends, and
Force you to
Uh-huh.
Didn't no MTV,
Didn't no VH-1
Was a so long ago
Yeah, we had punk-rock fun
Made a great big
For all the girls and
It was
Now two are gone to