Luyện nghe bài hát Going Out In Style

I've seen a lot of sights and many miles
Shook a hands and seen my share of smiles
I've caused some concern and told one too many lies
And now I see the through these sad, old, jaded eyes

So what if I threw a party and all my friends there?
Acquaintances, relatives, the girls who never
You'll have a host of rowdy hooligans in a big line out the
Side by side with Sister Barbara, Chief Wells and Bobby
I'd invite the
the window you smashed out
I'd the Sluggo for pissing on his couch
see Mrs. McAuliffe and so many others soon
Then I'll say I'm sorry for I did sleepwalking in her room

So what if I threw a party and invited Mayor
tell you to get a permit
Well time Tom I don't think so
a neighborhood reunion
But now get along
Van Morrison be there and he'd sing me one last song
a backup band of bass players to keep us up all night
Three handsome four string
And own Fat Mike
I'll be in the can having a smoke with and Johnny Fitz
But there's a back up in the
Cause the got the shits

You may bury me with an enemy in Mount
You can stack me on a and soak me down with whiskey
Roast me to a blackened crisp and me in a pile
I could really a shit - I'm going out in style
You can take my urn to spread my ashes all about
Or you can bring me down to Beach
And dump the out
Burn me to a rotten crisp and me for a while
I could give a shit - I'm going out in style

Make me up me up
Feed me a big old
Of fluid highballs
So I start to rot
Now me to McGreevy's
I wanna buy one round
That prick would peel an orange in his pocket
hurry up and suck 'em down

If a god the girls you loved
Will all come through the door
Maybe they'll feeld bad for me and stiff will finally score
You've got the bed
And the and courage too
I've be slugging from
A stash of Queally's 1980s
brew

Repeat

my ashes all about
Dump the out
me for a while
I'm out in style