Luyện nghe bài hát Sound Man

Ok, now let me take it to this Friday,
we had a show night.
to sound-check.
No one on site, no one yet.
Yeah, you know what like.
It's the rep,
when they're never on
and then five will mean seven, nine will eleven.
ain't live. What, did it die and go to Heaven?
About to throw it in, to go home
then the man, looking like one of the Ramones,
arrived, alive smelling like death,
in his Led Zepplin shirt, tighter than Bec Cartright.
He was just another bar flight pig,
for the moment, living for the rock gig.
Set the stage, two mics, two decks.
one, two, check, check, one, two, check!
I I need some volume.
We want to hear, yeah,
the room. (The whole room.)
and yo Trigger, what the level on your like brother?
Oh, yeah, now try cranking, I need more beat.
too low, man.
Get them out of their seat, quicker Lindsay Lohan movies.
Move like I'm Bruce Lee.
(Haha, nah, man, don't you Jackie Chan?)
(Oh, Jackie Chan, Bruce Lee?)
Hey! What the fuck you trying to do me, man?
nothing new to me like I Love Lucy.
Man, I gotta shoot through, but it's thin.
Before I go, can you me one more thing?

it up sound man, turn it up.
Turn it up sound man, it up.
Keeping it from the back to the front.
it moving every track that we bump.
Turn it up sound man, it up.
Turn it up man, turn it up.
Keeping it moving from the to the front.
Keeping it moving, gotta jump, jump.

Oh, I at the venue.
The ratio, ten dude to girls on the menu.
Men who tend to borrow my ears
and have a conversation I haven't seen 'em in years,
it me and I ain't trying to be rude,
but ruining the mood like the anorexic nude
and the was, the room was jam-packed.
Cos, I my set like Mad Max,
but I stand back, cos is Layla
and she steps to the stage the flavour extinct
as a Tiger, but none live her.
The only that she might need, her mic up.
So, I'm right up, head to the desk,
ask him to turn it up, where we had it at check.
me to sit down, let him do his job,
but this Woodstock and this ain't no rock.

Turn it up sound man, it up.
it up sound man, turn it up.
Keeping it moving the back to the front.
Keeping it moving every that we bump.
Turn it up man, turn it up.
Turn it up man, turn it up.
it moving from the back to the front.
Keeping it moving, jump, gotta jump.

Check, one, two, one, two.
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the my man D-Rapht,
The Rider, my Brother Grimm.
Make noise!

Yeah, I step to the stage I'm a different man.
Let me kiss missus' hand, she'll go missing, man.
and pay attention, no tension here.
Hanging on my every word, every clear.
Then I you, I seem to be getting feedback,
nah, not now, nah, I don't that.
man just had a rehab relapse,
drinking on my rider, drinking all my free Daniels
and can you believe this
Now no one wants to jump like a rebounds
and now I'm drowned out by the of the bass.
Wait, stop, it, nah wait, nah mate.

Turn it up sound man, it up.
Turn it up man, turn it up.
Keeping it moving the back to the front.
Keeping it moving track that we bump.
Turn it up sound man, it up.
Turn it up man, turn it up.
Keeping it from the back to the front.
Keeping it moving, jump, gotta jump