Luyện nghe bài hát Ed

Ed was at the end of his rope, an expression he
"There is no rope", he would scream at the walls
There is only the end, no hope, no
is better than mending
Doors of perception, of opportunity
are illusions like the killing floor

Ed spoke in a whiny voice
With a slight tinge of glee
But this was only because he couldn't be
To try to a manner of speaking
truly reflected his mood

This is a vaccum, there is no air in this
is no fun anymore
Nihilism knocked three times on the
But the rosy fingers of dawn inserted themselves
In the nose of promises

sang, "Heysanna, Hosanna"
Paralyzed prima-donnas danced in the all day
But when the darkness came, everybody home
I was ready, else was asleep

And it might have been a relief to see
That I was all along
Here I am still, and trapped
Awaiting the end

And I can it all around
And laugh at it and at myself
I can laugh louder than the walls, the halls, the
Louder Charles De Gaul or Fulton Mall

But I don't what I'm laughing at
I don't just what I think is so goddamn funny
I don't know why I don't shut up
And give up and lay and die

"What do I have to complain anyway?"
Ed his Picasso, "I'm a millionaire"
This actually true
Picasso was an obvious forgery

His three Rothkos had been singled out
In an article in 'Art forum'
'The Most Insignificant Paintings of Mark Rothko'
And his Barbara Krugers had irreparably damaged
By Rein Sanction and a few other from Gainesville
That refused to acknowledge the of art

"Come to think of it", Ed
To the laminated coffee table that he had purchased
When times had seemed slightly bleak
"Come to think of it, not only does art no intrinsic value
But my has no extrinsic value either"

"I I'm not a millionaire
But that's no reason to
There is no reason to
There is no to do anything"

"I don't believe in reason, objective or collective farming
I don't believe in speaking
Which is another reason why I'm here
I don't believe in life or
I would kill myself but I don't in suicide"

Ed put on a red shirt and a quick walk around the block
While softly to himself
He his apartment screaming
"There is no on this planet"

"Jehovah One replaced all life with machinery centuries ago
The so-called Industrial
Was just another and we all fell for it
'Cause we were all to, even I fell for it
I in the steam engine
though I don't believe in anything"

Logical inconsistency is the Mr. I bathe in
Each and evening, except for yesterday evening
When I roller bladed over to the Masonic
To play pinochle with Pope Paul the First
I had no choice in the matter"

Ed certainly go on and on
And he did, and he would and he
Until you or I or somebody something about it
Senator of Louisiana
over closed circuit television
And as long as he continues to pointlessly
I will do

Ed away from the program feeling fortified and stapled
His brain was buzzing, the way it always did after 'Jeopardy'
He up the micro bus with atlases and poseidons
And for Pope County

"I've had it", he sang, "I've had it puns, alliteration
Russian literature, Italian
Meaningless references and laundry lists of nonsense
I shall drive without a license, without clothing, direction"

"And if I make it to Arkansas,
And if I'm running late, if I'm running a game
It matter, I shall keep on running"

"Yes, this is the answer, this is the ending, I shall keep on
Because a body in motion to stay emotional
And it's to feel, pain is better than emptiness
Emptiness is than nothing, and nothing is better than this"