Luyện nghe bài hát Going For The Gold

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

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

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

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

But I won't be
For the
'Cause I'm
On the airplane

And I that my actions
Are to justify
They adequate
To up my time

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

a film on the wall
Makes the people small
Who are beside it
All in the drama

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

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

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

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

The gold medal
So it around my neck
I am deserving it
The champion of

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

'Cause each note sounds so
It cuts into her
And the melody
Comes out her eyes, eyes

Now to me, everything
It sounds like a lie