Luyện nghe bài hát Going For The Gold

There's a voice on the
Telling what had
kind of confusion
More a disaster

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

So a jury was
As liquor was poured
No need for
not thirsting for justice

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

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

And I know my actions
Are impossible to
seem adequate
To up my time

But if I talk to myself
Like I was someone
then maybe I could take your 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 sitting it
All consumed in the

They must to their lives
Once the hero has
They will to the office
Stopping for coffee

Where the singers, poets
And playwrights
their wisdom
Oh, dear, amateur

They will their pain
In some refrain
They recite their sadness
it's some kind of contest

Well, if it is
I think I am it
All beaming confidence
As I make my lap

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

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

'Cause note sounds so pure
It just cuts her
And then the
pouring out her eyes, eyes

Now to me, else
It just sounds a lie