Luyện nghe bài hát January's Little Joke

All I can hear is the clucking of
I can see plucking at crumbs of conversations
A drunk uncle's breath and they're touching my
As now turns into then, dream into dreamt
Spend turns into spent, one turns one too many
(Say when)

And in the blue corner crouches a joker
The laughs are on me and the of my back
Cracks under the of the wisecracks
Stop the clock, I to get off

Though I knew what meant
And I what punish meant
And I knew what embarrass
I never found out what achieve

All heaven broke
But I knew they had to hide
They turning the page
But I glimpsed the very last

Now we raise a to celebrate
As embers fade
But fire is just a hoax
For little joke