Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Attitude

Crawlin' out of bed this mornin', feeling null and
You drag your remains to the
Your eye balls are on fire, your wants to explode
You swear to God you'll never another drink
down to your car, you race against the clock

To everyone who's at you, "Maniac"
You and swerve and flip the bird
Your boss is barking as he unglued
"Bad attitude, you're late
This you're screwed, bad attitude"

Staring at the coffee mug, your brain feels
As you emerge from your haze
The boss-man over there still looks quite
Guess this the day to try and talk about a raise
You get up for cup and stroll on down the aisle

You 'em work, these stupid jerks
They just don't your brilliant mind
They're glaring at you, they think rude
Bad attitude, now you expect?
Huh, me, gratitude? Bad attitude

Drivin' home from this evening, weary to the bone
You drop by the mall for a meal, a of mystery meat
A gut on a bun and a wrestling video, sweet Jesus, what a deal
But what is slidin' on tray would make a buzzard nervous

Yeah, with your luck, that puck
You're about to down will put you out of service
Now tell me dude, you call this food? Bad
Looks like this thing's been already chewed, bad