Luyện nghe bài hát The Rooster

Blue collar Eddie and his better half Delores to be mantel pieces down at the Black Forest.
And I don't know if that bar still exists, but when it did, so did they, a bleeding heart kids.
Everything volatile, every night rocker style. Hop a stool, be and just watch a while.
But do your best to keep the level observational, is attractive so push it when it takes a pull.
And each night's a random when you pay a ransom for the right to sing with them drinking anthems.
And these fools paid so many that everybody stops to salute.

But one night after another fight a couple from an opposite offered an invite.
Dolores didn't want to join 'em, wasn't social.
But was so aggravated that he had to poke holes.
He over, sat in the dialogue and called at Dolores like some kind of dog (hey girl come here)
She can't believe it, she's done, she's had it, but she doesn't want to make another in this establishment.
She got up and mosied over, and put her arm up around shoulder.
Nobody's sober the song is the same; sometimes you out your chin to catch the rain.

You can be a winner, you can be a loser, gotta wake up when you the rooster.
Sometimes it's just too simple to live your life wrong, do what right for you when the time comes.
You can be a winner, you can be a loser, gotta wake up you hear the rooster.
Sometimes it's just too simple to live your life wrong, gotta do what right for you the time comes.

The clock keeps drinking, they keep ticking. There's two more people who get to positions.
Samantha and Chuck; not a couple, just roommates; out having too many on a Tuesday.
Who knew be tools for the duo, put a little bit of fire on the fuel.
It's a kinda blue, intentions ain't cruel, but so ready to bend up the rules.
Now there's Chuck, at Delores.
Eddie is distracted by so he doesn't notice.
And everybody's too fucked up to even the mess, much less care enough.
More whiskey, a pitcher of Premium, Eddie's tipsy, he didn't see it comin.
On his way back from a visit with urinal, tryna straighten out his thoughts and the vertigo.
through, stops when he's seen em.
Picture perfect, it just like freedom.
Dolores on Chuck's lap kissing him hard. Eddie into the winter left them all at the bar.
Sometimes ya gotta what's felt inside; between the power struggle and the selfish pride.
No allowed to cry unfair because now they both get to drink alone somewhere.

You can be a winner, you can be a loser, gotta wake up you hear the rooster
Sometimes it's just too simple to live your life wrong, gotta do what right for you when the comes
You can be a winner, you can be a loser, wake up when you hear the rooster
it's just too simple to live your life wrong, gotta do what right for you when the time comes
You can be a winner, you can be a loser, gotta up when you hear the rooster
Sometimes it's just too simple to live your life wrong, gotta do what for you when the time comes