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

Darkness at the break of
Shadows even the silver
The blade, the child's balloon
both the sun and moon
To understand you too soon
is no sense in trying.

Pointed threats, bluff with scorn
Suicide are torn
From the gold mouthpiece
The hollow plays wasted words
Proves to
That he not busy born
Is dying.

Temptation's page flies out the
You follow, yourself at war
Watch waterfalls of roar
You feel to but unlike before
You
That just be
One more crying.

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

As some warn victory, downfall
reasons great or small
Can be seen in the eyes of that call
To make all should be killed to crawl
While others say hate nothing at all
hatred.

Disillusioned words like bullets
As human gods aim for mark
Made everything from toy that spark
To flesh-colored Christs that in the dark
It's easy to see without too far
That not
Is sacred.

While preachers preach of fates
Teachers teach knowledge waits
Can lead to plates
Goodness behind its gates
But the president of the United States
Sometimes have
To naked.

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

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

You lose yourself, you
You find you got nothing to fear
Alone you with nobody near
a trembling distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to
somebody thinks
They really you.

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

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

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

While some on principles
To strict platform ties
Social in drag disguise
Outsiders can freely criticize
Tell nothing except who to
And then say God him.

While one who sings his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat race
Bent out of shape from 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 alright, Ma, if I can't please him.

Old lady judges people in pairs
Limited in sex, dare
To push fake morals, and stare
money doesn't talk, it swears
Obscenity, who cares
Propaganda, all is phony.

them that defend what they cannot see
With a pride, security
It the minds most bitterly
For that think death's honesty
Won't upon them naturally
Life
get lonely.

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

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