Luyện nghe bài hát Going For The Gold

There's a on the phone
Telling had happened
Some of confusion
like a disaster

And it how
You were unaffected
But you had no
No, the chemicals you

So a jury was
As more liquor was
No for conviction
not thirsting for justice

But I with the lies
I inside my head
I out I was guilty
I out I was guilty

But I won't be
For the
'Cause I'm
On the airplane

And I that my actions
Are impossible to
seem adequate
To up my time

But if I could talk to
Like I was someone
then maybe I could take your advice, advice
And I wouldn't act like such an asshole all the

There's a film on the
Makes the people small
Who are sitting it
All consumed in the

They return to their lives
Once the has died
They drive to the office
Stopping somewhere for

the folk singers, poets
And playwrights
Dispensing wisdom
Oh, dear, amateur

They detail their pain
In some refrain
will recite their sadness
Like it's some of contest

Well, if it is
I think I am it
All beaming confidence
As I make my lap

The gold gleams
So hang it my neck
'Cause I am it
The champion of

But a kid his Walkman
On that long bus to Omaha
I know a who cries
she practices violin

'Cause each note sounds so
It just into her
And then the
Comes pouring out her eyes,

Now to me, everything
It just like a lie