Luyện nghe bài hát Sound Man

Ok, now let me take it back to Friday,
we had a that night.
to sound-check.
No one on site, no one yet.
Yeah, you know it's like.
the renowned rep,
when they're on time
and then five will mean seven, nine will eleven.
This ain't live. What, did it die and go to
to throw it in, wanted to go home
then the man, looking like one of the Ramones,
arrived, barely alive like death,
in his Led Zepplin shirt, jeans tighter Bec Cartright.
He was just bar flight rock pig,
living for the moment, living for the gig.
Set the stage, two mics, two decks.
one, two, check, check, one, two, check!
I reckon I need volume.
We want to hear, yeah,
the whole room. (The room.)
and yo Trigger, what the level on your decks brother?
Oh, yeah, now try cranking, I need more beat.
too low, man.
Get them out of seat, quicker than Lindsay Lohan movies.
Move like I'm Bruce Lee.
(Haha, nah, man, you mean Jackie Chan?)
(Oh, What? Jackie Chan, Lee?)
Hey! What the fuck you trying to do with me,
It's nothing new to me I Love Lucy.
Man, I gotta shoot through, but it's thin.
Before I go, can you give me one more

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

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

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

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

Yeah, when I step to the I'm a different man.
Let me kiss your 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 need that.
Sound man had a rehab relapse,
drinking on my rider, all my free Jack Daniels
and can you this clown?
Now no one wants to jump like a ring
and now I'm out by the sound of the bass.
Wait, stop, it, nah wait, nah mate.

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