Homemade Music 歌词

I ain't no video king I still have to sing For my supper each night You may stand on the benches I play in the trenches Beneath the big spotlights Lived in a suitcase for half of my years I've got strange little voices that live in my ears Hall monster, mall monster I can't believe the old me no more Chorus: Homemade music down in the passion pits Homemade music lots o grits but no hits Homemade music is part of my philosophy Oh cooking is a pleasure And singing is a treasure That most don't find There ain't no harm in telling I like to eat my mellon Right on down to the rind I had a hippie girlfriend when I was a kid She died and went to the suburbs most of them did Raisin' puppies, having yuppies Where did all the wild ones go Chorus: Homemade music ain't on the radio Homemade music searchin' high and low Homemade music where did all the good songs go? Bridge: First there were records then cassettes and CDs Bankers and lawyers then came the Japanese Homemade music still making sense to me Chorus: Homemade music so funky and nice Homemade music sits on very thin ice But homemade music is part of my philosophy Chorus: Homemade music ain't on the radio Homemade music searchin' high and low Homemade music where did all the good songs go