Luyện nghe bài hát It's a Mug's Game

Oh God, another night
And your is feeling like a lump of lead
You should never have drunk those
You should of been being good instead

been in a deja vue and the end is the same again
You ran out of your silver and you're trying to be so high class
Though you need a bath and hair's looking like string
And you're nearly broke you end up paying for all the drinks

And you tell them, "Oh, nothing
There's a where those came from"
And then you to your longest suffering friend
"Please me a few quid"

Oh God, it's day
And your feeling like a blown-up balloon
You never have eaten that greasy food
The doctor you that chile was bad for your blood

And standing at the chemist in boots
Coughing up guts like you're at deaths door
And all this for a packet of
And the assistant gives you a wink and you bright red
It's at time like this that you wish you were

And you take the packet and you feel like you've drunk
A bottle of bleach and you tell
"Never, again, not until next week anyway"
And you were never one for drink

And you off to the toilet
And you throw up like it was
And you the bowl and you hit your shoes
And there's no towels, what else can go wrong for you

a choice between a cab fare home and a packet of cigarettes
So you choose and the money in the machine
And the says
"Tough shit, up and leave"

Oh God, it's disease
And you got rid of the last
You were beginning to okay
And the friends you gave it to speaking to you again

And you find having sex in the back of the car
And the girl underneath care who you are
And you're nearly and she still doesn't care
And her chewing gum is getting stuck in your

And something wrong
that you forgot
Oh shit, you've forgotten the
And you don't a kid

Well, it was you, oh Christ, if your dad finds out
Then he'll make you in and do your homework
And cut your hair and wear your school uniform out in the
What a fate worse than

Oh well, he hit you, you can hit him back
And play your records so
All the that he especially hates
Purple in Rock, Led Zeppelin II
Well, even you those

Well, on thoughts
I think I'll home and go and live in America
Because they earn money there
And you can get with murder, yeah

Oh, is a mugs game
I can't wait I'm twenty one
And I can them all to sod off