Luyện nghe bài hát The Rooster

Blue collar and his better half Delores used to be mantel pieces down at the Black Forest.
And I don't know if that bar exists, but when it did, so did they, a couple bleeding heart kids.
Everything volatile, night rocker style. Hop a stool, be discrete and just watch a while.
But do your best to keep the observational, drama is attractive so push it when it takes a pull.
And each night's a random when you pay a for the right to sing along with them drinking anthems.
And these fools paid so many dues that everybody to salute.

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

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

The clock keeps drinking, they keep ticking. There's two people who get to play positions.
Samantha and Chuck; not a couple, just out having too many shots on a Tuesday.
Who knew they'd be tools for the duo, put a little bit of on the fuel.
It's a kinda blue, ain't cruel, but everybody's so ready 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, much care enough.
whiskey, a pitcher of Premium, Eddie's getting tipsy, he didn't see it comin.
On his way back from a visit with that urinal, straighten out his thoughts and the vertigo.
through, stops when he's seen em.
Picture perfect, it just like freedom.
Dolores on Chuck's lap kissing him hard. Eddie dipped into the winter them all at the bar.
Sometimes ya gotta follow what's felt inside; between the power and the selfish pride.
No allowed to cry unfair because now they both get to drink alone somewhere.

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