Luyện nghe bài hát The Fighter

From the
* in distress
* Last of the century

He was young I first saw
him
(maybe) 19 or so
And I knew he go places
He'd dreamt he'd go
There was a certain
Impossible to
Dynamite in both his
It swept 'em all
So they hem the killer
And he up to the name
The that tried to fight him
came out quite the same
And man, the crowd just him
In up and coming days
him on their shoulders
While they showered him

Well, they loved him like a
he gave 'em all the thrills
Carin' shit about no
Only going for the
He a beating now and then
But stood young and tough
thought of backin' up
When the got too rough
He came like a shockwave
The title won
He tore in there man, punching
two and landing one
But that of punches
Eventually took toll
Like a constant of water
down the hardest stone
And we all saw it
The fall
The night he lost his
And the wasn't all
He started slippin'
skids slicker than grease
His drawing faded
And the hero-worship
But he couldn't stop the
for the trade
While he blew the money
On friends succes had
I saw him fight last night
I I had been spared
The sight of that old wreck
For whom no longer cared
His eyes had their sparkle
His legs lost their spring
And it really was
The way he through the ring-