Luyện nghe bài hát Ed

Ed was at the end of his rope, an he detested
"There is no rope", he would scream at the walls
is only the end, no hope, no rope
Ending is than mending
Doors of perception, windows of
These are illusions like the floor

Ed spoke in a squeaky voice
With perhaps a slight tinge of
But this was because he couldn't be bothered
To try to develop a manner of
That truly reflected his

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

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

And while it have been a relief to see
I was right all along
Here I am still, and trapped
the endless end

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

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

"What do I have to complain anyway?"
Ed his Picasso, "I'm a millionaire"
This wasn't true
Ed's was an obvious forgery

His three had just 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 and a few other bands from Gainesville
That refused to acknowledge the of art

"Come to of it", Ed mused
To the roadkill coffee table that he had purchased
When times had seemed less bleak
"Come to think of it, not only art have no intrinsic value
But my collection has no value either"

"I know I'm not a
But no reason to complain
is no reason to complain
There is no to do anything"

"I don't believe in reason, objective reality or collective
I don't in public speaking
is another reason why I'm here alone
I don't in life or death
I would myself but I don't believe in suicide"

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

"Jehovah One replaced all life machinery five centuries ago
The so-called Industrial
Was just hoax and we all fell for it
'Cause we were all programmed to, I fell for it
I believe in the steam
Even I don't believe in anything"

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

Ed certainly go on and on
And he did, and he would and he
you or I or somebody does something about it
Senator of Louisiana
Announced over circuit television
And as long as he to pontificate pointlessly
I do nothing

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

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

"And if I it to Arkansas, fine
And if I'm running late, if I'm a numbers game
It doesn't matter, I keep on running"

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