Luyện nghe bài hát On The Road To Ruin

Strange woman, bed
Thor's poundin' in my head
Six straight double shots of high-grade malt
And my mouth is tastin' dryer table salt

Yeah, but I know I'm doin'
I'm on the to ruin

Monday mornin' last night
Well I had the feelin' everything was
Here I am in trouble with the of my life
Hopin' she don't cut me with no knife

I got points a-cruin'
I'm on the to ruin

Sun blindin', teeth
Ears burnin', turnin'
Well, summer's commin' and the winter's
I am still sleepin' with my blue jeans on
Well I had it goin' I lost my job
Now I'm out here out some joint to rob

Baby's needin'
I'm on the to ruin

Sirens blarin', starin'
Judge's gavel well, I come
Well, I've been rollin' since I was ten
My Les Paul going to do me in
I can't get roller-coaster rifle to a stop
'Cause I hit the bottom I'm right back on top

Big a-brewin'
Well I'm on the to ruin