Luyện nghe bài hát Tiny Sick Tears

Frank (vocals)
george (guitar, vocals)
Roy (bass, vocals)
Don (keyboards, electronics)
Buzz (trumpet)
Ian (alto saxophone)
Bunk (tenor saxophone)
Motorhead (baritone saxophone)
carl black (drums)
Arthur (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 got no soul
And no one with a hole nearby
And therefore in your teen-age and delirium
You toss and turn in your sweaty little grey teen-age
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 sick
Tiny tears
Tiny tears
Tiny tears
You know you gotto gotto gotto
Youve gotta find some relief the terrible..
From the terrible ache thats clutching at your heart
Because it's hurting you to heart
And crying tiny sick tears
And you to go downstairs
Out of bedroom
Out into the
Down to the living
To the room
To the
To the jar
Where you get your cookies
And you the top off the cookie jar
And you stick your tiny sick hand in the jar
And you around in the cookie jar
To find a cookie
A spongy one with the little plump
A little tactile sensation for your tiny sick
the raisin on the cookie
Pull the out of the jar
Stuff the raisin into 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 like that
Pull the little beak up to your drinking hole
Up to hole
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
Past your sisters
Past your room
You take a mask the ancient hallway
it down to your fathers room
And you in
And your father, your sick father
Is beating his meat to a magazine
Hes got it rolled a tube
And he's got his tiny pud stuffed in the middle of it
Right flat up the centerfold
he is your father with a tiny sick erection
And you in and you say:
Father I want to you
And he not now son, not now

up!
Oooo

I 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 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 people would say it's bullshit. but we it, don't we kids?

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