Luyện nghe bài hát Going For The Gold

There's a on the phone
Telling what had
Some of confusion
like a disaster

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

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

But I slept the lies
I inside my head
I found out I was
I out I was guilty

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

And I that my actions
Are impossible to
seem adequate
To fill up my

But if I could to myself
I was someone else
Well maybe I could take your advice, advice
And I wouldn't act like an asshole all the time

There's a on the wall
Makes the people small
Who are sitting it
All consumed in the

They must return to their
the hero has died
They will to the office
Stopping for coffee

Where the folk singers,
And playwrights
Dispensing their
Oh, dear, amateur

They will detail pain
In some refrain
They recite their sadness
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
'Cause I am it
The of idiots

But a kid carries his
On that long bus to Omaha
I know a who cries
she practices violin

'Cause note sounds so pure
It just into her
And then the
Comes out her eyes, eyes

Now to me, everything
It just like a lie