Luyện nghe bài hát Rock Is Dead

Hi, you lady, alright, babe, gonna ya

When I was just a little boy, the age of five
I went to sleep, I heard my mama and 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 like the way I did my thing
The old lady, she didnt get with thing

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

I used to be a boy in my block
Used to feel alone then I heard news
Bunch got the rockin news
You know I my rock n roll people

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

Must be else instead
You got to lay down and die, die, die, die yeah
Its all over baby, it
We gotta go, we had some 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 swear to God I dont want to

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

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

O boogie, all long, yeah
Rocky woman, be my pal
Gonna be the fool, gotta
You gotta love, love, love ya baby little
cmon

Yeah, wait a minute, a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, now listen 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 heard the

Rock is
is dead

Now I didnt want to be the one to lay it on ya
But I used to be a little 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 hanging out
I see my people
Non-political,
Transcendental,
Coolambindang

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

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

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

Yeah, aride, sixteen coaches long
Train aride, sixteen coaches
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 train gonna get my love
take her, gonna hug her, gonna, whoa
Gonna love, love, love, a dingo yeah, big black train

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

I could not help myself, I could not help
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 times
But those good little times, you know where are?
Theyre absolutely, positively under the

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