Luyện nghe bài hát Die While We're Young

It's been years since I my soul.
What a life: no and no guidance.
Worked through the weekend at my job
with the pumps and the mops and the irons.

Now us slaves break and go to work.
And these will tread on our backs.
Every bastard to pass through the
can just at the mania of his own nerves.

I had to go to but just drove on
through the rain and fog up Route Six the mall.
Drank through paychecks, they last so long.
But Monday on. Please, Monday, come.

Now us break bread and go to work.
And these pigs will on our backs.
bastard to pass through the grinder
can just at the mania of his own nerves.
And embossed in the gold top of his nickel-plated watch:
"Let's die while young."
"Let's die while young."
"Let's die while young."
we're still young.

While us slaves bread and go to work,
where sick will shit down our backs.
Every to pass through the grinder
our resolve is a reminder we are and bone.
And attached to the ring binder,
of our old pact:
let's die we're young.
let's die we're young.
die while we're young.
But now too old for that.