Luyện nghe bài hát It's a Mug's Game

Oh God, it's night
And your head is feeling like a lump of
You should never have drunk those
You should of been home good instead

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

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

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

And standing at the chemist in boots
up your guts like you're at deaths door
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 wish you dead

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

And you off to the toilet
And you throw up it was Christmas
And you miss the and you hit your shoes
And no paper towels, what else can go wrong for you

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

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

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

And there's wrong
that you forgot
Oh shit, forgotten the rubber
And you don't a kid

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

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

Well, on second
I I'll leave home and go and live in America
Because they earn more there
And you can get away murder, yeah

Oh, this is a game
I wait until I'm twenty one
And I can tell all to sod off