Luyện nghe bài hát Theme From "Cheers"

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

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

So let's get up
And pretend we're all okay
And if you've got something that you live with, save it for another day
Alright, it for another day

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

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

But while young, boys, everybody raise your glasses high
Singing, "Here's to the times, here's to the home team
the good times goodbye
Oh yeah, kiss the good goodbye"

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

Down in Caroline
I could have been a productive of society
But these New Jersey cigarettes and all they of me
Have made a fucking out of me

So give me a
Give me a Keystone
Give me a kegger on a night
Give me anything but another in exile

I need a whiskey, I need a whiskey, I need a whiskey now
I a whiskey, I need a whiskey
God know how many times I've said this
But I really feel like doing this anymore

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

Now I know there are bicycles to ride
But I could swear I heard voices from the side
Saying, "Wait you see the whites of their eyes"

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

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