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 some fun
Made a big noise
For all the girls and
It was
Now two are to heaven
Yeah, I was in an office
There the street
Down an alley, stairs,
And a underneath
ran The Masque
He played drums, we a lot
We started playing
People started comin'
round.
Mark Moreland played his
And I there at the keys
Little Bruce showed up one day
And now three
I had rhythm box
I got from Yogi Bear
And Joe and jumped on to play
And we practiced music and day
and day.
Hey, the scene was out
People
Old hippies, beatniks, kids
Goin' punk rockcut hair
One we played The Whiskey
Miss Ivy and Mister Lux
Backstage the record man
Yeah, we thought we had hit the
Big bucks.
So we put out a EP
Jim Hill was our
And when it got on the radio
We not believe our ears
it was.
So we went out on the
Started playin' and far
in that beat-up van
Or two or three old
everywhere.
Then the showed up and circled
A big for Sting
sign here, boys, you'll all be stars
We'll go for that ring
The was like a book
Two hundred pages
We there on that dotted line
a dollar for each song
a dollar.
Things started gettin'
With the and me and Marc
We did that a lot
And drank that Sark
Richard Mazda came the UK
us to record in a brand new way
One weekend, Marc's fell out
The single they still about
We a video
With Delia behind the lens
Day in Mexico,
Lots of beans 'n drugs 'n
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 old voodoo dog we had
Was payin' for its
We lost of our own band
To the record
Yeah, I we blew it big time
got us bent
We a show for fourty grand
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 wanna a band,
Get ready for a good
Don't let weasels, sharks, and fiends, and
Force you to
Uh-huh.
Didn't no MTV,
want no VH-1
Was a time so ago
Yeah, we had punk-rock fun
a great big noise
For all the girls and
It was
Now two are to heaven