Luyện nghe bài hát Going Out In Style

I've a lot of sights and traveled many miles
Shook a thousand hands and seen my of smiles
I've caused some great concern and told one too lies
And now I see the world through these sad, old, jaded

So what if I threw a party and all my friends there?
Acquaintances, relatives, the girls who cared
have a host of rowdy hooligans in a big line out the door
Side by side with Sister Barbara, Chief and Bobby 'Orr
I'd the Flannigans
Replace the you smashed out
I'd apologize the for pissing on his couch
I'll see Mrs. McAuliffe and so many others
I'll say I'm sorry for what I did sleepwalking in her room

So what if I threw a party and invited Mayor
He'd you to get a permit
Well this Tom I don't think so
It's a reunion
But now we'd get
Van Morrison be there and he'd sing me one last song
With a backup band of bass players to us up all night
Three handsome string troubadours
And own Fat Mike
I'll be in the can having a smoke with and Johnny Fitz
But there's a back up in the
Cause the got the shits

You may bury me with an in Mount Calvary
You can me on a pyre and soak me down with whiskey
Roast me to a blackened and throw me in a pile
I could really a shit - I'm going out in style
You can take my urn to Fenway spread my all about
Or you can bring me down to Wolly
And dump the out
Burn me to a crisp and toast me for a while
I could really a shit - I'm going out in style

Make me up me up
me a big old shot
Of embalming highballs
So I don't to rot
Now me to McGreevy's
I wanna buy one final
That prick would peel an orange in his pocket
Then hurry up and 'em down

If there's a god the girls you
all come walking through the door
Maybe they'll feeld bad for me and this stiff finally score
got the bed already
And the nerve and too
Cause I've be from
A stash of Desi Queally's
brew

Repeat

Spread my ashes all
Dump the out
me for a while
I'm going out in