Luyện nghe bài hát The Winning Side

Well I some mistakes and at least privately it takes
And here's one
And I "it would be okay"
But a lie, man
I mean,
"Hey, all dying.. young"
Now it's all reality.. but more like a terrifying dream
And I'm
It's whiskey, or a bong, or a car crash or a bomb
I'm
the only thing I think
When I up in my bed
With my stomach
As these turn
Is the burnin'
Or is it in my head??

On a on a tv
On a scene in of me
With all the woods n the static
And the static n
is war, this is death, this is really very bad
On the winning side, the winning side, the winning
The winning

And I'm sick of the
Brooklyn in the rain
All by
When it occurs to me..
That all people wanna be just some where.. else
Like day is just the last bit
To argue with your boss a coffee break
Well it seems to me, I mean.. more dignity
Or I'm to.. break
the only thing I think
When he out on the street
He the sky falls
And duty calls man
It some balls to be
So see

On a on a tv
On a scene in of me
With all the white woods n the
And the static n
This is war, in death. this is really very bad
On the side, the winning side,
The winning side, the winning
The right side, the side
Oh the shit you
While your cry
And it all away so quietly
When you up to reality..

A
What's reality?? What's reality?? What's
You Fucking Break!!

Well I got a in Iraq
I got no way to get him
Like all people in the sands,
Buried in
I got a child in a
I got a in a bed
I got no
I got no
I I do what I did
I just every second
As they wheel bastards by
Are we
Are we
Are we
Or we dying
In a cloud of
In a mushroom
In a series of
As the burst??

All alone in a bed
Wondering what we might of instead..
a lifetime..
A lifetime, a lifetime, a
A lifetime, a lifetime, a
A lifetime, a lifetime, a
a good fucking attitude,
we did our job
But can you tell me what was our job?
Well I'm stuck..
With body of mine
were you inside
When a died??
I you choke!!
I.. Own.. Your.. Life!!