Luyện nghe bài hát The Gambling Song

The wheels forever
The dice are and scatter
The are all of winning
But only numbers

We bet on our
We'll last round
The lucky go the
The losers go to

From birth to death we
The are daily cast
No warning or
Which one be your last

There is a great comfort in hatred
For not enough, not enough
The joy of malice
Is made of sterner stuff, sterner
The failure of a
The of a son
Is a to justify
The that could be done

He'll us unless we call a halt
Should the bastard steal our
It will be our

The is won by cunning
A dance
Too complex in the
To leave it all to

But is all we're given
So chances we must
The stake is driven
Through that dare not break

But all one are broken
As fatal are scored
And one surviving
Holds across the board

There's a moment when the game's
Tilts the way, the other way
When the begin to favour
Outsiders in the play, in the
The of incumbents
The sleazy tricks use
that those who think they call
The can only lose

the cards, it won't matter how they fall
Because nothing is a gamble when you it all