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

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Didn't no MTV,
Didn't want no
Was a so long ago
Yeah, we had punk-rock fun
a great big noise
For all the and boys
It was
Now two are gone to
Yeah, I was in an space
across the street
Down an alley, stairs,
And a underneath
ran The Masque
He drums, we drank a lot
We started underground
People started comin'
round.
Mark played his guitar
And I clawed there at the
brother Bruce showed up one day
And now we're
I had this box
That I got Yogi Bear
And Joe and jumped on to play
And we music night and day
and day.
Hey, the scene was out
everwhere
Old hippies, beatniks, glam-rock
Goin' rockcut their hair
One we played The Whiskey
With Miss Ivy and 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 it got played on the radio
We could not believe our
it was.
So we went out on the
playin' near and far
Drivin' in beat-up van
Or two or three old
everywhere.
Then the sharks up and circled
A big for Sting
Said here, boys, you'll all be stars
go for that brass ring
The contract was a book
Two pages long
We signed on that dotted line
a dollar for each song
a dollar.
Things gettin' wild
the band and me and Marc
We did methedrine a lot
And drank that Sark
Mazda came from the UK
Helped us to record in a new way
One weekend, Marc's fell out
The single they talk about
We a video
With Frank behind the lens
Day in Mexico,
Lots of beans 'n 'n friends
But all was gonna
Hey, how are like us to know
We took off on tour so long
And played and sang our song.
Oh-woah.
Now, it seemed like that old dog we had
Was payin' for its
We lost control of our own
To the record
Yeah, I guess we blew it big
Business got us
We played a show for fourty
And the manager took every
Every cent.
Yeah, got worse, and pretty soon
It was for me to go
I did my best to it up
But we were all big assholes
So, if you make a band,
Get ready for a ride
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
a great big noise
For all the and boys
It was
Now two are to heaven