Luyện nghe bài hát It's a Mug's Game

Oh God, it's night
And your head is feeling like a of lead
You should never have those party-fours
You should of been being good instead

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

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

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

And you're standing at the in boots
Coughing up your guts like you're at deaths
And all this for a of Do-Do's
And the gives you a wink and you turn bright red
It's at time like this that you you were dead

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

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

It's a between a cab fare home and a packet of cigarettes
So you and the money sticks in the machine
And the manager
"Tough shit, up and leave"

Oh God, it's another
And you just got rid of the
You were to feel okay
And the you gave it to were speaking to you again

And you find yourself sex in the back of the car
And the girl doesn't 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
Something that you
Oh shit, you've forgotten the
And you want a kid

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

Oh well, he can't hit you, you can hit him
And your records so loud
All the ones that he especially
Deep Purple in Rock, Led II
Well, even you those

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

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