Luyện nghe bài hát Theme From "Cheers"

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

And the walk home is to be a real shit-show
I'll be picking up half-smoked cigarette butts all up and down Rock
And then 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 get fucked up
And pretend we're all okay
And if you've got that you can't live with, save it for another day
Alright, save it for day

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

I'm an old man I can be the quiet type
And I can go without a of fun for the rest of my life
I can read a book 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 your glasses high
Singing, "Here's to the good times, to the home team
the good times goodbye
Oh yeah, the good times goodbye"

I a timeout
I need an from reality
Or else I eternal darkness and death
I an exit strategy

Down in North
I have been a productive member of society
But New Jersey cigarettes and all they require of me
Have a fucking junkie out of me

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

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

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

Now I know are bicycles waiting to ride
But I swear I heard 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
What the were they for anyway?

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