Luyện nghe bài hát Going For The Gold

There's a voice on the
what had happened
Some kind of
More a disaster

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

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

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

But I be around
For the
'Cause I'm
On the next

And I that my actions
Are to justify
seem adequate
To fill up my

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

There's a on the wall
Makes the look small
Who are beside it
All consumed in the

They must return to lives
Once the hero has
will drive to the office
Stopping somewhere for

the folk singers, poets
And convene
their wisdom
Oh, dear, orators

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

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

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

But a kid carries his
On that long bus to Omaha
I know a girl who
When she violin

'Cause each note sounds so
It cuts into her
And the melody
pouring out her eyes, eyes

Now to me, else
It sounds like a lie