Luyện nghe bài hát On The Road To Ruin

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

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

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

I got brownie points
I'm on the road to

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

needin' shooin'
I'm on the to ruin

Sirens blarin', neighbors
gavel well, I come unraveled
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
when I hit the bottom I'm right back on top

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