Luyện nghe bài hát Tiny Sick Tears

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

You know in the middle in the night
You get to uptight
And wish you feelin alright
And you know you're
And you got no soul
And theres no one with a hole
And therefore in your teen-age madness and
You toss and turn in your sweaty little teen-age sheets
In that room with the psychedelic posters
And the red
And the
And bead collection
And your country song round up
And you cry your sick tears
Tiny sick
Tiny tears
sick tears
You know you gotto gotto gotto
Youve gotta find some relief the terrible..
From the terrible ache thats clutching right at heart
Because it's hurting you to heart
And your crying tiny sick
And you have to go
Out of your
Out into the
Down to the living
To the room
To the
To the jar
Where you wanna get your
And you take the top off the jar
And you stick your tiny hand in the cookie jar
And you reach in the cookie jar
To find a cookie
A spongy one with the little plump
A little tactile sensation for your tiny sick
Squeeze the on the cookie
the cookie out of the jar
Stuff the raisin into your hole
Push it all the way in your hole
Now make your eating hole wrap itself around the sick cookie
the cookie
Put the lid on the jar
Go to the ice box
the ice box
Pull out the box of
Open the box of
Into a triangular beak that
Pull the little triangular beak up to your hole
Up to hole
Pour the white fluid from the drinking box your hole
Close the
Reinsert the box the ice box
the box door
Walk out of the
Through the living
Back up the
your sisters room
Past brothers room
You take a mask from the ancient
it down to your fathers room
And you in
And father, your tiny sick father
Is beating his to a playboy magazine
Hes got it into a tube
And he's got his tiny sick pud in the middle of it
flat up against the centerfold
There he is father with a tiny sick erection
And you in and you say:
Father I want to you
And he not now son, not now

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I know that it's so hard 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 on stage. we l
D in our travels that teenagers are ready to accept two chords no matter how theyre played. it makes you feel secure, cause you know that after, did de dit de didde the other one is gonna
On. it never fails, . . . some people would say it's bullshit. but we love it, don't we kids?

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