Luyện nghe bài hát Going For The Gold

There's a voice on the
what had happened
Some kind of
More like a

And it how
You were left
But you had no
No, the covered you

So a jury was
As liquor was poured
No for conviction
They're not thirsting for

But I slept the lies
I keep my head
I found out I was
I found out I was

But I be around
For the
I'm leaving
On the airplane

And I know my actions
Are to justify
They adequate
To fill up my

But if I could talk to
Like I was else
Well then maybe I could take advice, advice
And I wouldn't act like an asshole all the time

There's a film on the
Makes the people look
Who are beside it
All in the drama

They must return to lives
Once the has died
They will drive to the
Stopping somewhere for

Where the singers, poets
And convene
Dispensing wisdom
Oh, dear, amateur

They will detail their
In standard refrain
They will recite their
it's some kind of contest

Well, if it is
I I am winning it
All with confidence
As I my final lap

The gold gleams
So hang it around my
I am deserving it
The of idiots

But a kid carries his
On long bus ride to Omaha
I a girl who cries
When she practices

'Cause each sounds so pure
It cuts into her
And then the
pouring out her eyes, eyes

Now to me, everything
It just sounds a lie