Luyện nghe bài hát The Wrong Song

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