Luyện nghe bài hát Holiday

The in-laws are waiting the games have
The cell phone keeps ringing answer it hon
The whole things just to aggravate Dad
And its amateur day on the old super
The kids are strapped down like a load of pipe
All safe in car seats they fuss and they gripe
Well you cant hardly blame em it be a bitchCounting the crosses off down in the ditch
This ones got flowers, ones got a wreath
This ones got a painted down underneath
Was the road all iced up, were going too fast
Heres five in a circle left from the holiday

Theres a three-trailer rig just a up spray
Not legal to run on kind of a day
But god damn the and the four wheelers too
Stay offa my or the same goes for you
Therell be for him
He that it the most
As he hauls it on out to the Oregon
No turkey no no Zinfandel wine
You just stay right and well get along fine
Hes missing the football, the fun
Hed with the grandkids but hes off on a run
And some hats on the radio singing his
But it make a damn
Hes in for a long

Now granny yelling
Shes to eat
Shes havin
Cause they wont take seats
But shes got em all now under one roof
her camcorder loaded
Shes gonna get
But do you have to wear
Well I dont see why
Please the potatoesAw eat shit and die
Did you hear about Ellen, shes leaving, you
How bout those Packers, think snow?
And the minute its over theyll like quail
Off down the freeway in the teeth of a
Silent and And numb to the core
They count themselves
They got through one more

The highway
He in the rain
He just it run down to soften the stain
Of the blood on his leg
From working that
And he wont it
In time for the holiday

Departing Chicago at
In clean camo all baggy and loose
Sits an Guardsman alone by the gate
The place sure looked different, in

When he traveled with mom, first time on a
To visit some kin, hes forgotten names
But he remembers the soldiers, still in their teensIn their spit polished boots and their army greens
With the creases so sharp, and faces so smooth
But their looked so heavy, he wondered how they could move
Now hes got that same look, like his are black
Hes in his mid forties and he has to go backAnd he even smoke while he waits for his plane
The uniforms different, but the remains
To do they tell you, dont make a fuss
Whys not an issue, so dont think too
You just do what you to, shut up and drive
If you come later, well at least youre alive
You can get you help, you can deal with it then
And life will be better, til it again

Cause something inside us that wont let us beIn stalks through our days til its too dark to see
And its damn near as deadly as on ice
dont they beat all
Yall have a holiday