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 time so ago
Yeah, we had punk-rock fun
Made a big noise
For all the and boys
It was
Now two are gone to
Yeah, I was in an space
There the street
an alley, dirty stairs,
And a basement
ran The Masque
He played drums, we a lot
We playing underground
People started round
round.
Mark Moreland played his
And I clawed at the keys
Little brother showed up one day
And now we're
I had this box
That I got Yogi Bear
And Joe and Chas jumped on to
And we practiced night and day
and day.
Hey, the scene was out
everwhere
Old hippies, beatniks, glam-rock
Goin' punk their hair
One we played The Whiskey
With Miss Ivy and Lux
Backstage the man approached
Yeah, we thought we had hit the
Big bucks.
So we put out a EP
Jim Hill was our
And when it got played on the
We not believe our ears
it was.
So we out on the road
Started playin' and far
Drivin' in that van
Or two or old cars
everywhere.
Then the sharks showed up and
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 signed there on that line
Just a dollar for song
a dollar.
Things started wild
With the band and me and
We did that a lot
And drank that Cutty
Richard Mazda from the UK
us to record in a brand new way
One weekend, Marc's fell out
The single they talk about
We made a
With Delia behind the lens
Day in Mexico,
Lots of 'n drugs 'n friends
But all was bust
Hey, how are chumps us to know
We took off on tour so long
And and sang our radio song.
Oh-woah.
Now, it like that old voodoo dog we had
Was payin' for its
We control of our own band
To the company
Yeah, I we blew it big time
Business got us
We played a show for fourty
And the manager every cent
goddamn cent.
Yeah, got worse, and pretty soon
It was for me to go
I did my to patch it up
But we were all 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.
want 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 and boys
It was
Now two are to heaven