Luyện nghe bài hát Tiny Sick Tears

Frank (vocals)
Lowell (guitar, vocals)
Roy (bass, vocals)
Don (keyboards, electronics)
gardner (trumpet)
Ian (alto saxophone)
Bunk (tenor saxophone)
Motorhead (baritone saxophone)
Jimmy black (drums)
tripp (drums)

You know in the middle in the night
You get to feeling
And you were feelin alright
And you know white
And you got no soul
And theres no one a hole nearby
And therefore in your teen-age madness and
You toss and turn in your little grey teen-age sheets
In that little room with the posters
And the red
And the
And bead collection
And your country round up books
And you cry tiny sick tears
sick tears
Tiny tears
sick tears
You know you gotto gotto gotto
Youve gotta find some from the terrible..
From the terrible ache thats clutching right at your
Because it's hurting you to your
And your crying sick tears
And you to go downstairs
Out of bedroom
Out into the
Down to the living
To the living
To the
To the jar
Where you wanna get your
And you the top off the cookie jar
And you stick your tiny hand in the cookie jar
And you around in the cookie jar
To find a cookie
A one with the little plump raisins
A little tactile sensation for tiny sick fingers
the raisin on the cookie
Pull the out of the jar
Stuff the raisin your eating hole
it all the way in your eating hole
Now your eating hole wrap itself around the tiny sick cookie
Scarve the
Put the lid on the jar
Go to the ice box
the ice box
Pull out the box of
the box of milk
Into a beak like that
Pull the triangular beak up to your drinking hole
Up to hole
Pour the white fluid from the box into your hole
the beak
Reinsert the box the ice box
Close the box
Walk out of the
Through the living
Back up the
Past your sisters
Past brothers room
You a mask from the ancient hallway
Make it down to your room
And you in
And your father, your sick father
Is his meat to a playboy magazine
Hes got it into a tube
And he's got his tiny pud stuffed in the middle of it
Right flat up against the
There he is your father with a sick erection
And you walk in and you
Father I want to you
And he not now son, not now

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I know that it's so stop playing this soul music, you know, cause it really . . . for one thing it's really easy . . . and for another thing: it wastes a lot of time while were on stage. we l
D in our travels that teenagers are ready to accept these two chords no matter how theyre played. it makes you feel secure, cause you know after, did de dit de didde the other one is gonna
On. it never fails, simple . . . some people would say bullshit. but we love it, don't we kids?

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