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 that bar exists, but when it did, so did they, a couple bleeding heart kids.
Everything volatile, every night style. Hop a stool, be discrete and just watch a while.
But do your best to keep the observational, drama is attractive so push it when it takes a pull.
And each a random when you pay a ransom for the right to sing along with them drinking anthems.
And these fools paid so many dues that stops to salute.

But one night another fight a couple from an opposite table offered an invite.
didn't want to join 'em, wasn't feeling social.
But Eddie was so aggravated that he had to holes.
He walked over, sat in the dialogue and called at 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 over, and put her arm up around Eddie's shoulder.
Nobody's sober the song is the same; sometimes you out your chin to catch the rain.

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 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 the time comes.

The clock keeps drinking, they keep ticking. There's two 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 ain't cruel, but everybody's so to bend up the rules.
Now there's Chuck, at Delores.
Eddie is by Samantha so he doesn't notice.
And everybody's too fucked up to even the mess, much less care enough.
More whiskey, a pitcher of Premium, Eddie's getting tipsy, he see it comin.
On his way back from a visit with urinal, tryna straighten out his thoughts and the vertigo.
Weaves through, stops when seen em.
Picture perfect, it looked like freedom.
Dolores on Chuck's lap kissing him hard. Eddie dipped into the winter left all at the bar.
Sometimes ya gotta what's felt inside; between the power struggle and the selfish pride.
No one's allowed to cry unfair because now they both get to alone somewhere.

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