Luyện nghe bài hát The Rooster

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

But one night after another fight a couple from an table offered an invite.
Dolores didn't want to join 'em, wasn't social.
But Eddie was so aggravated 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 scene in this establishment.
She got up and over, and put her arm up around Eddie's shoulder.
Nobody's sober the song is the same; sometimes you stick out chin to catch the rain.

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 wrong, gotta 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.
it's just too simple to live your life wrong, gotta do what right for you when the time comes.

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

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