Luyện nghe bài hát Tiny Sick Tears

Frank (vocals)
george (guitar, vocals)
Roy (bass, vocals)
Don (keyboards, electronics)
gardner (trumpet)
Ian (alto saxophone)
Bunk (tenor saxophone)
sherwood (baritone saxophone)
Jimmy carl (drums)
tripp (drums)

You know sometimes in the in the night
You get to feeling
And wish you feelin alright
And you know you're
And you ain't got no
And theres no one a hole nearby
And therefore in your teen-age madness and
You and turn in your sweaty little grey teen-age sheets
In that little room with the psychedelic
And the red
And the
And your bead
And country song round up books
And you cry your tiny tears
Tiny sick
Tiny sick
Tiny tears
You know you gotto gotto gotto
Youve gotta some relief from the terrible..
From the ache thats clutching right at your heart
Because it's you to your heart
And your crying sick tears
And you to go downstairs
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 sick hand in the jar
And you reach in the cookie jar
To a raisin cookie
A spongy one with the plump raisins
A little tactile for your tiny sick fingers
Squeeze the on the cookie
Pull the out of the jar
Stuff the raisin into your hole
Push it all the way in your eating
Now make 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
Open the box of
Into a triangular beak that
Pull the little triangular beak up to your drinking
Up to hole
Pour the white fluid the drinking box into your hole
Close the
the box into the ice box
Close the box
out of the kitchen
Through the room
up the stairs
Past your room
your brothers room
You take a mask from the ancient
Make it to your fathers room
And you in
And your father, your tiny sick
Is beating his to a playboy magazine
Hes got it rolled into a
And he's got his tiny sick pud in the middle of it
Right flat up against the
There he is your father with a tiny erection
And you in and you say:
Father I to kill 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 a lot of time while were on stage. we l
D in our travels that teenagers are to accept these 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, simple . . . some would say it's bullshit. but we love it, don't we kids?

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