Luyện nghe bài hát You Did It

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

(Verse 1: Necro)
You wanna die intentionally due to your nature
You're impatient; death eventually
But you want instant
Suicide's attempted; you're not alive if you meant it
And if you you'll be labeled demented
And to somewhere expensive
Where they'll keep you stable narcotics
Strapped to a table in a place of psychotics
Locked in a rubber room unable to bash skull
Or hang yourself a cable
ironic like a fable
Depression has infected you, you're the impression
It's to put a Tech to your neck
And apply pressure to the mechanism
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, have 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 can't back
You it, but you're deaded
You committed a suicide, and your whole head is

(Verse 2: Necro)
Drinking Choose a beverage
Use a rod to tighten the of rope around your neck
Just use leverage
Asphyxiation, hemmorhage
Chopped in half by a saw
Take a second life to stop and laugh
I can't the pain you feel
You're not a coward; you're
You allowed your head to be decapitated by a train
Razor to the throat, ducts
epilogue, end of scene, cut
You can jump in front of a truck and be a in the street
And try to go out dramatically Natalie Portman in "Heat"
days underwater at 20 degrees Celcius
Overdosage of barbituates, a shit, like Elvis
Found in your with a gun in your hand
And a suicide next to you, hoping we'd understand
If you've got a problem, suicide solve it
Check out the Budd Dwyer with a revolver

(Chorus)

(Sample: Dwyer's suicide at a press speech)
(stuttering) "When I..."
(Dwyer removes a revolver from a manilla envelope, panics)
"This will only take a moment."
Crowd: "Budd, no, please, please! Don't shoot it! Don't it!"
Dwyer: "Stay back, don't, don't! will hurt someone!"
(Dwyer puts the barrel of the revolver into his mouth and fires 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!"