Luyện nghe bài hát Going Out In Style

I've a lot of sights and traveled many miles
Shook a thousand and seen my share of smiles
I've caused some great concern and told one too 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 cared
You'll a host of rowdy hooligans in a big line out the door
Side by side Sister Barbara, Chief Wells and Bobby 'Orr
I'd invite the
the window you smashed out
I'd apologize the for pissing on his couch
see Mrs. McAuliffe and so many others soon
Then I'll say I'm for what I did sleepwalking in her room

So if I threw a party and invited Mayor Menino?
He'd tell you to get a
this time Tom I don't think so
It's a reunion
But now we'd get
Van Morrison be there and he'd sing me one last song
With a backup of bass players to keep us up all night
Three handsome four string
And own Fat Mike
I'll be in the can a smoke with Garv 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 pyre and soak me down whiskey
Roast me to a crisp and throw me in a pile
I could really give a shit - I'm out in style
You can take my urn to Fenway my ashes all about
Or you can bring me to Wolly Beach
And dump the out
Burn me to a rotten crisp and me for a while
I could really 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 final
cheap prick would peel an orange in his pocket
Then up and suck 'em down

If there's a god the girls you
Will all come through the door
Maybe they'll feeld bad for me and this stiff will finally
You've got the bed
And the nerve and too
Cause 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