Luyện nghe bài hát You Did It

(Sample: Billy "We Didn't Start the Fire")
"Ayatollolah's in Iran, Russians in
of Fortune, Sally Ride, heavy metal, suicide..."

(Verse 1: Necro)
You die intentionally due to your masochist nature
You're impatient; death comes
But you want instant
Suicide's been attempted; not alive if you meant it
And if you survive be labeled demented
And to somewhere expensive
Where they'll keep you stable narcotics
Strapped to a in a place full of psychotics
Locked in a room unable to bash your skull
Or hang yourself with a
It's ironic like a
Depression has infected you, you're under the
It's best to put a to your neck
And apply pressure to the trigger
Now you figure it's less of a on the other side
Once you've died you come back if it isn't
The unknown; the afterlife, and we go after we die
To find out before it's your time, you'd to sacrifice
Like Japanese pilots did for their
Believing there's something to balance the violent shit

(Chorus: 2X)
You did it! (Son, you did it!)
You put the gun your mouth and blasted yourself
And it, kid
You come back
You regret it, but deaded
You committed a suicide, and whole head is shredded

(Verse 2: Necro)
cyanide? Choose a beverage
Use a rod to tighten the of rope around your neck
use some leverage
Asphyxiation, brain
Chopped in by a band saw
Take a second life to stop and laugh
I can't imagine the pain you
You're not a you're brave
You allowed your head to be decapitated by a wheel
Razor to the throat, methamphetamine
epilogue, end of scene, cut
You can jump in of a truck and be a corpse in the street
And try to go out dramatically Natalie Portman in "Heat"
Seven days at 20 degrees Celcius
Overdosage of barbituates, takin' a shit, Elvis
Found in your underwear with a gun in your
And a suicide next to you, hoping we'd understand
If you've got a problem, suicide solve it
out the hook; Budd Dwyer with a revolver

(Chorus)

(Sample: Budd Dwyer's suicide at a speech)
(stuttering) "When I..."
(Dwyer removes a revolver from a manilla envelope, panics)
Dwyer: "This will only a moment."
Crowd: "Budd, no, please, please! Don't shoot it! Don't it!"
"Stay back, don't, don't! This will hurt someone!"
(Dwyer puts the barrel of the revolver into his and fires upwards into his skull)
Crowd: "No, oh my god! Oh my god! (crying) Oh, shit, no!"
"Alright, settle down! Don't panic, don't panic. Someone call a doctor!
Somebody an ambulance, a doctor, and the police!"