Luyện nghe bài hát The Wrong Song

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Another bad break - burst another
Another lost cause - another trouble
another ache - one more chance gone
another lost chord in yet another song.
Sometimes I feel like I'm on a hillside -
screaming at the world (only it would hear).
I deny that I'm tired of your lies
but I hope if I hide you'll all disappear.
Can a fat man squeeze a camel through a eye?
As hell freezes over the little fly.
when things seemed better than before,
listen a 'black dog' howling at my back door.
You say I it all the wrong way,
and got the end of the stick.
Proceed to down the truth,
then make me it 'til I'm sick.
It's a shine - a mare's next,
a cock and story.
talking through your hat,
you're full of and fury.
You're of the mark, on the wrong scent,
up the wrong tree, out of it, not a leg to stand on..
Dignity is one thing that you preserve in alcohol,
here's a drug to blow your -
it's called pentothal
I've more rats in my time than a sanitary inspector,
so word you start to speak sets off my lie detector.
Another bad break - burst bubble
Another lost cause - here's trouble
another ache - one more chance gone
another lost in yet another wrong song.
often hurts - but it hit me like a hammer,
I've been sweating blood for - I thought it was my art.
Would it have made it tougher (all had to suffer)
if come clean and told me the score form the start?
Stop treating everybody like a
I may sold my soul - but I won't part with my sanity.
I was a schizophrenic - my half left home,
the Samaritans don't answer when I call on the telephone.
You say the is in the post,
and it'll great at the mix,
but we have heard all before,
have we the memory of fish?
a monkey shine - a mare's next,
a cock and story.
you're through your hat,
you're of sound and fury.
You're of the mark, on the wrong scent,
barking up the tree, out of it, not a leg to stand on.
Dignity is one thing that you can't in alcohol,
a drug to blow your mind -
it's called pentothal
I've smelt more rats in my time than a inspector,
so every word you to speak sets off my lie detector.