Luyện nghe bài hát Theme From "Cheers"

I'm sorry, mama, but I've been again
Me and the old man got us a head on the weekend
And rest assured tonight I'm to be in Kevin's basement with all my friends
Provided we can get, get our lazy asses down to Bottle by ten

And the walk is going to be a real shit-show
I'll be picking up half-smoked cigarette butts all up and Rock Road
And then throw up in the warm of the traffic light
But I'm going to put the devil inside me to sleep if it takes all

So let's get up
And pretend we're all okay
And if got something that you can't live with, save it for another day
Alright, it for another day

I'm sorry, Mama, expect a call from the tonight
All of my asshole buddies are coming over and they're feeling a little too
I'm sick and tired of everyone in this town being so goddamn
But don't you worry, I'll do all the talking when they turn on the flashing

When I'm an old man I can be the type
And I can go without a of fun for the rest of my life
I can read a good and I can be in bed by ten
And I can get up early, go to work and home, and start it all over again

But while we're young, boys, everybody raise your glasses
Singing, "Here's to the good times, to the home team
Kiss the good goodbye
Oh yeah, the good times goodbye"

I a timeout
I need an escape reality
Or I need eternal darkness and death
I need an strategy

in North Caroline
I could have a productive member of society
But these New Jersey cigarettes and all they of me
made a fucking junkie out of me

So me a Guinness
Give me a Light
Give me a kegger on a Friday
Give me but another year in exile

I need a whiskey, I need a whiskey, I need a whiskey now
I need a whiskey, I need a
God know how many I've said this before
But I really don't feel like this anymore

So hey, Andy, let's into dirty old men
Close down the bar night at the Glen Rock Inn
Talk about our grandkids as we stroke our beards
Funny still doing car bombs after all of these years

Now I know there are waiting to ride
But I could swear I voices from the other side
Saying, "Wait until you see the whites of eyes"

And now I'm older, I look back and say
"What the was it for anyway?"
Those dreams are lying in the still of the
the fuck were they for anyway?

So let it be on a if I get carried away
What the fuck was it for
What the was it for anyway?