Luyện nghe bài hát Rock Is Dead

Hi, you lady, alright, babe, gonna ya

When I was a little boy, bout the age of five
I went to sleep, I heard my and papa talking
She said, "We got to that boy, hes gettin' too far out
Hes goin wild, we stop that child"

And I lay listening, feeling bad
You know, people, I was bad
Mama didnt like the way I did my
The old lady, she didnt get with thing

But my was a sailor, get his head around
And he said, "Boy, you got to do it, son, get yourself
You love, love, love, love, love, my baby tonight
Let me you, baby, bout the death of rock

I to be a boy in my home block
Used to feel alone then I some news
Bunch ocats got the rockin
You know I love my rock n people

You we got some fun
We gonna rock tonight, cmon
and roll is dead
Rock and roll is

be something else instead
You got to lay right and die, die, die, die yeah
Its all over baby, it
We go, we had some good times
But its gone, its all

I got a few on my chest, I got to get em off
Now listen, listen, listen, listen,
Now I dont want to hear no about no revolution
And I to God I dont want to hear

No talk no constitution
And in my of mind I am in no mood for
No talk no cremation
The thing Im interested in
I wanna a good time

I dont wanna hear no about no riots
No demonstrations, no cacitritions, no
Theres only one thing I to see
Thats some dancin, were gonna some fun
Were gonna have a good time, roll

O boogie, all night long,
little woman, be my pal
Gonna be the fool, gotta
You gotta love, love, love ya baby lotta-gita-do
Yeah

Yeah, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a
a minute, now listen here people
Im talkin about the death of rock and
And who it

Im talkin the blues
Im talkin about the
you heard, have you heard
Have you the word?

Rock is
Rock is

Now I want to be the one to lay it on ya sweetheart
But I to be a little fellow traveler
I used to think we had the whole thing up, mama
Then I realized, and roll is dying, baby

I wanna see fun
I wanna see some out
I see my people
Non-political,
Transcendental,
Coolambindang

Are you ready? Are you
Are you ready to sing the blues, my

Yeah, I like it real slow, I it real bad
I like to get myself
I to hear you get undressed
Naked woman, out of

I care how loud you snore
Sun down, way out on the sea
Here she comes, little girl, set me free
Alright cmon, now one more

Yeah, aride, sixteen coaches long
aride, sixteen coaches long
Well, I got my
get on the train and run, yeah

Well, that big black train get my baby
Big black train, yeah, the big black train get my love
take her, gonna hug her, gonna, whoa
Gonna love, love, love, love a dingo yeah, big black

Now when I got home, I my daddy say
"You want a little piece? Do you a little peace?
Do you a little soul? Do you want a little soul?"

I could not help myself, I not help myself
I not help, help, help
Im dyin, Im dyin, Im
Im die, die, digadigadoohdah,

Its over, its
Have mercy, have
Have mercy on your son

We had some good
We had a few good
But those good times, you know where they are?
Theyre absolutely, under the ground

And as as I got breath, the death of rock
Is the of me and rock is dead
Well, dead, alright, yeah
is dead