Luyện nghe bài hát January's Little Joke

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

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

Though I what argue meant
And I what punish meant
And I what embarrass meant
I found out what achieve meant

All heaven loose
But I they had something to hide
were turning the page
But I the very last line

Now we raise a to celebrate
As December's fade
But fire is just a hoax
For January's little