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 black (drums)
tripp (drums)

You know sometimes in the middle in the
You get to feeling
And wish you were alright
And you know you're
And you ain't got no
And no one with a hole nearby
And in your teen-age madness and delirium
You toss and turn in your little grey teen-age sheets
In that little room with the psychedelic
And the red
And the
And your bead
And your country song up books
And you cry tiny sick tears
Tiny tears
sick tears
Tiny tears
You know you gotto gotto gotto
Youve gotta find some from the terrible..
From the ache thats clutching right at your heart
Because hurting you to your heart
And your crying tiny tears
And you to go downstairs
Out of bedroom
Out into the
to the living room
To the living
To the
To the jar
Where you wanna get your
And you the top off the cookie jar
And you stick tiny sick hand in the cookie jar
And you reach in the cookie jar
To a raisin cookie
A spongy one with the little raisins
A little tactile for your tiny sick fingers
the raisin on the cookie
Pull the out of the jar
Stuff the raisin your eating hole
Push it all the way in eating hole
Now make your eating hole itself around the tiny 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 drinking
Up to your
Pour the white from the drinking box into your hole
Close the
the box into the ice box
Close the box
Walk out of the
the living room
Back up the
your sisters room
Past your room
You take a mask the ancient hallway
Make it to your fathers room
And you in
And your father, your sick father
Is beating his meat to a magazine
Hes got it rolled into a
And got his tiny sick pud stuffed in the middle of it
Right flat up the centerfold
There he is father with a tiny sick erection
And you in and you say:
I want 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, 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 secure, cause you know that after, did de dit de didde the other one is gonna
On. it never fails, simple . . . some people would say it's bullshit. but we it, don't we kids?

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