Luyện nghe bài hát Comeback

He was a
He was a punk-ass slob and he didn't even wanna get a job.
He'd how to be himself.
They say the world is a stage and man must play his part,
but he didn't make the list.
He had a o'clock shadow on his heart.
He was so weak he couldn't even a fist to punch himself.
She came along, and right away he a little less wrong, subsequently just a little more strong - This anomaly flipped his lid.
He checked his hair, and smoothed out the ruffles in his shirt because he suddenly how to flirt.
He took a Tic-Tac (he knew it wouldn't hurt!), he put his lips on yellow alert, and he "Hello, how are you?" and he shook her little hand. (Whoa!)
These days he don't know that muhc about much but here's his summary: God is great, the is bad, and somewhere in the middle there's you and me...
In the wreckage and the ruin (standing side by side) and they what they're doin'.
In fact he feels he is finally pulling away from the devil since he met her.
His strength is coming back like a prodigal son, like a prodigal son.
He his couch, and his pockets, and his car's ashtray, and he found enough dinero to pay for things from the Goodwill Store like soap and Listerine to make him fresh and clean, and a pretty decent old black comb (he found it on the street on his way home).
He borrowed SpeedStick from the guy in the apartment behind him.
He didn't tell him, though I hope he doesn't mind him, he really shouldn't leave his door unlocked, because he also took a pair of his socks, and a tape, I'm sure he didn't play it anymore. (Whoa!)
Shaved face, smooth as onion, dressed in out-of-fashion clothes, ready for secret tryst about which everybody knows....
And that's cool.
always been a big fool.
But thanks to her, he thinks he's finally away from the devil, he's just begun;
His strength is coming right back like a prodigal son, like a son.
(breakdown:)
One step forward, two back. (Plastic falling behind)
One step forward, two back. (No dice, he chose the moves he made)
And the moves he made led him away, away from the game.
Same old same old, but away...
And he still finds life but he submits his thesis humbly: God is great, the devil is bad, and somewhere in the middle there's you and me...
In the wreckage and (standing side by side) and they know what they're doin'.
She is the oil can to his tin man, the extra stuffing to his scarecrow, the rays to his Incredible Hulk (though that sounds crude)
And he feels like he is finally pulling away from the since he met her.
I this to express the gratitude of a punk-ass useless dude.