Luyện nghe bài hát Strike up The Band

Living off the friends we made, ever getting paid
Kicking ass and paying dues, lose our mind in abuse
Loving ladies by the score, up and wanting more
I my mama understands, when I strike up the band

Well I spit out my anger as the do fly
Fifteen years of dues just to get me by
Now the barkeeps would pay us by the crowds we
But those son-of-bitches never us one damn thing

And my daddy, he just don't understand
It's out tonight, watch the shit hit the fan
When we strike up the

Now those dead ladies line the very first row
I do believe, I'd like to spend some after the show
Now them years by, the barkeeps pay in cash
And them lovely ladies feed me an of trash

And my old lady, she just don't
Why floozies got their hands on her man
And my poor daddy, he don't understand

It's balls out tonight watch the hit the fan
Give it all that we can, we give a goddamn
When we strike up the band, when we strike up the

Living like a gypsy, an air hippie
never seen the light of day
Rode dog and cowboy, don't how, boy
I ever lived this long this way, no, no,

And my poor daddy, he still don't
It's out tonight watch the shit hit the fan
Give it all that we can, we don't a goddamn
When we strike up the