Luyện nghe bài hát The Critic

Tell it it is

He gets up early on his mornin' drive
to the office for his 9 to 5
He drives a 94' two economy car
Loves to the local bands down at the bar
he's the critic, yeah, I can hook you up
I everybody in the business

He junior high band he couldn't march in time
He tried to write a song once, but he couldn't make it
He learned 2 or 3 chords on a shop guitar
He just never quite had what it took to be a
So he's a critic, I work for the man
I got a job

He did a 5 star on a band you never heard
He did a bluegrass review without an word
He thought it was time to ask his for a raise
His boss said, "I can't even tell if even readin' your page"

So he and he thought a little more
He caught a young hot star headed into
And then he hid behind his typewriter and the boy down
Here come the letters, the emails, the
They raised him to 20 thousand dollars after
He's a happy critic yeah, he's rollin' in the

Man I do this forever, this is easy
all readin' my column
Please tell my mama
That I write the music for the gazette
She thinks
I play piano down at the cathouse

Let's get funky this now boys, play it on
Come on
Ol' Bill jumpin' in
Glenn's it down
on Shannon
Aah my man

Man, my fingers are gettin' tired ya'll gonna have to
This snappin' wearin' me out
There's Ol' Shannon he was on a coffee break
They're gonna you
they already love me
Yeah, it's the