Luyện nghe bài hát The Rooster

Blue collar Eddie and his better half Delores to be mantel pieces down at the Black Forest.
And I know if that bar still exists, but when it did, so did they, a couple bleeding heart kids.
Everything volatile, every night rocker style. Hop a stool, be discrete and watch a while.
But do your best to keep the level observational, drama is so push it when it takes a pull.
And night's a random when you pay a ransom for the right to sing along with them drinking anthems.
And these paid so many dues that everybody stops to salute.

But one night after another fight a couple from an opposite table an invite.
Dolores didn't want to join 'em, wasn't social.
But was so aggravated that he had to poke holes.
He over, sat in the dialogue and called at Dolores like some kind of dog (hey girl come here)
She can't believe it, she's done, she's had it, but she doesn't want to make another scene in establishment.
She got up and mosied over, and put her arm up Eddie's shoulder.
Nobody's sober the song is the same; you stick out your chin to catch the rain.

You can be a winner, you can be a loser, gotta wake up you hear the rooster.
Sometimes just too simple to live your life wrong, gotta do what right for you when the time comes.
You can be a winner, you can be a loser, wake up when you hear the rooster.
Sometimes it's just too to live your life wrong, gotta do what right for you when the time comes.

The clock keeps drinking, they keep ticking. two more people who get to play positions.
Samantha and not a couple, just roommates; out having too many shots on a Tuesday.
Who they'd be tools for the duo, put a little bit of fire on the fuel.
It's a kinda blue, intentions ain't cruel, but everybody's so to bend up the rules.
Now Chuck, staring at Delores.
Eddie is distracted by so he doesn't notice.
And everybody's too fucked up to even asses the mess, less care enough.
More whiskey, a pitcher of Premium, Eddie's getting tipsy, he see it comin.
On his way back from a visit with that urinal, tryna out his thoughts and the vertigo.
Weaves through, stops he's seen em.
Picture perfect, it looked like freedom.
Dolores on Chuck's lap him hard. Eddie dipped into the winter left them all at the bar.
Sometimes ya gotta follow felt inside; between the power struggle and the selfish pride.
No one's allowed to cry because now they both get to drink alone somewhere.

You can be a winner, you can be a loser, gotta up when you hear the rooster
Sometimes it's just too simple to live your life wrong, do what right for you when the time comes
You can be a winner, you can be a loser, gotta wake up when you the rooster
Sometimes it's just too simple to live your life wrong, gotta do right for you when the time comes
You can be a winner, you can be a loser, gotta wake up when you hear the
Sometimes it's just too simple to live your life wrong, gotta do what for you when the time comes