Luyện nghe bài hát The Rooster

Blue collar Eddie and his half Delores used to be mantel pieces down at the Black Forest.
And I don't know if that bar still exists, but when it did, so did they, a couple heart kids.
Everything volatile, every night rocker style. Hop a stool, be discrete and just a while.
But do your best to keep the level observational, drama is attractive so it when it takes a pull.
And each night's a random when you pay a ransom for the right to sing along with drinking anthems.
And these fools so many dues that everybody stops to salute.

But one night after fight a couple from an opposite table offered an invite.
Dolores didn't want to join 'em, wasn't social.
But Eddie was so that he had to poke holes.
He walked over, sat in the and called at Dolores like some kind of dog (hey girl come here)
She can't believe it, she's done, she's had it, but she doesn't want to make another in this establishment.
She got up and mosied over, and put her arm up Eddie's shoulder.
Nobody's sober the song is the same; sometimes you stick out your to catch the rain.

You can be a winner, you can be a loser, gotta up when you hear the rooster.
Sometimes it's just too simple to live your life wrong, gotta do what right for you when the comes.
You can be a winner, you can be a loser, gotta wake up when you the rooster.
Sometimes it's just too simple to live your life wrong, do what right for you when the time comes.

The clock keeps drinking, they ticking. There's two more people who get to play positions.
Samantha and Chuck; not a couple, just out having too many shots on a Tuesday.
Who knew be tools for the duo, put a little bit of fire on the fuel.
It's a kinda blue, intentions cruel, but everybody's so ready to bend up the rules.
Now Chuck, staring at Delores.
Eddie is distracted by Samantha so he notice.
And everybody's too fucked up to even asses the mess, much less enough.
More whiskey, a pitcher of Premium, Eddie's tipsy, he didn't see it comin.
On his way back from a visit with that urinal, straighten out his thoughts and the vertigo.
Weaves through, stops when he's em.
Picture perfect, it looked just freedom.
Dolores on Chuck's lap kissing him hard. Eddie dipped into the left them all at the bar.
Sometimes ya gotta follow what's felt inside; between the struggle and the selfish pride.
No one's allowed to cry unfair because now they get to drink alone somewhere.

You can be a winner, you can be a loser, wake up when you hear the rooster
Sometimes it's just too simple to live your life wrong, gotta do what right for you when the comes
You can be a winner, you can be a loser, gotta wake up you hear the rooster
Sometimes it's just too simple to live your life wrong, do what right for you when the time comes
You can be a winner, you can be a loser, gotta wake up you hear the rooster
Sometimes it's just too simple to live your life wrong, gotta do what right for you when the time