Luyện nghe bài hát The Load-out

(by Jackson & Bryan Garofalo)
Now the are all empty
Let the roadies the stage
Pack it up and it down
They're the to come and last to leave
Working for that minimum
They'll set it up in town
Tonight the people were so
They there in line
And when they got up on their feet made the show
And that was
But I can the sound
Of slamming doors and folding
And a sound they'll never know
Now roll cases out and lift them amps
Haul them trusses down and get'em up them
'Cause when it comes to me
You guys are the
But when last guitar's been packed away
You that I still want to play
So make sure you got it all set to go
Before you for my piano
But the on the bus
And waiting to go
got to drive all night and do a show in Chicago
or Detroit, I know
We do so shows in a row
And towns all look the same
We just pass the time in our hotel
And 'round backstage
Till those lights up and we hear that crowd
And we remember why we
Now we got country and on the bus
R and B, we got disco in eight and cassettes in stereo
got rural scenes & magazines
We've got on the CB
got Richard Pryor on the video
We got time to think of the we love
While the miles roll
But the time that seems too short
Is the time we get to play
People you've got the power what we do
You can sit and wait
Or you can pull us
Come along, sing the
You know you can't go
'Cause when that morning sun beating down
You're going to wake up in your
But we'll be scheduled to
A thousand away from here
(c) 1977 TURN MUSIC & GIANNI MUSIC