Luyện nghe bài hát Turn It Down

Hit me
on

Do ya me?

So old man went and called you a degenerate bum
And you there crockin' on ya cinnamon gum
And your mom was knockin' at your sister's
And you couldn't help thinkin' what she to gain

Just then that walked in the door
And you to the floor
You said, "Hey man, on some kind of trip"
He said, "Don't me no lip"

Just turn it down, on turn it down
I take no more of that God awful sound
So for sake turn it down

Now the suspicious minds of your learned
Will eat away at your 'til the music ends
And the that taught you everything you know
Will hypocritically ask you what the hell you

go out and mess around
Then go home without a
You said, "Hey man, you're some monk"
He said, "Listen here, you punk"

Just turn it down, on turn it down
I can't take no more of that God awful
So for God's turn it down

Turn it down, turn it down
on turn it down, I said, "Turn it down"
Come on it down, just turn it down
I can't take no of that God awful sound
So for God's sake turn it