Luyện nghe bài hát It's All Right Ma, I'm Only Bleeding

Darkness at the break of
even the silver spoon
The blade, the child's balloon
Eclipses the sun and moon
To you know too soon
There is no in trying.

Pointed threats, bluff with scorn
Suicide remarks are
From the gold mouthpiece
The hollow horn plays words
to warn
That he not being born
Is dying.

Temptation's page out the door
You follow, find at war
Watch of pity roar
You feel to moan but unlike
You
you'd just be
One more crying.

So don't fear if you
A sound to your ear
alright, Ma, I'm only sighing.

As some warn victory, some
Private reasons or small
Can be seen in the eyes of that call
To make all that should be killed to
While others say don't hate at all
hatred.

Disillusioned words like bullets
As human gods aim for their
Made everything toy guns that spark
To Christs that glow in the dark
easy to see without looking too far
That not
Is sacred.

preachers preach of evil fates
Teachers that knowledge waits
Can to hundred-dollar plates
Goodness behind its gates
But even the of the United States
Sometimes have
To naked.

An' though the rules of the have been lodged
It's people's games that you got to dodge
And it's alright, Ma, I can it.

Advertising that con you
thinking you're the one
That can do what's never been
can win what's never been won
Meantime life goes on
All you.

You lose yourself, you
You find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand with nobody
When a distant voice, unclear
your sleeping ears to hear
That thinks
They found you.

A question in your is lit
Yet you know there is no answer fit to
you not to quit
To keep it in your mind and not
it is not he or she or them or it
That you to.

the masters make the rules
For the men and the fools
I got nothing, Ma, to up to.

For them that obey authority
That do not respect in any degree
Who despise their jobs, destinies
Speak jealously of them that are
Do they do just to be
Nothing more than
They in.

While on principles baptized
To strict party platform
Social clubs in disguise
Outsiders they can criticize
Tell nothing who to idolize
And then say God him.

one who sings with his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat race
Bent out of shape society's pliers
Cares not to come up any
But rather get you in the hole
That in.

But I mean no nor put fault
On anyone that lives in a
But it's alright, Ma, if I please him.

Old lady watch people in pairs
Limited in sex, they
To push morals, insult and stare
While money talk, it swears
Obscenity, who cares
Propaganda, all is phony.

them that defend what they cannot see
With a killer's pride,
It blows the minds most
For them that think honesty
Won't fall upon them
sometimes
get lonely.

My collide head-on with stuffed graveyards
goals, I scuff
At pettiness which plays so
upside-down inside handcuffs
Kick my to crash it off
Say okay, I had enough
What can you show me?

And if my thought-dreams be seen
They'd probably put my head in a
But alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.