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

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

Pointed threats, bluff with scorn
remarks are torn
From the fool's mouthpiece
The horn plays wasted words
to warn
That he not busy born
Is dying.

page flies out the door
You follow, find at war
Watch of pity roar
You feel to moan but unlike
You
you'd just be
One person 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 be killed to crawl
While others say don't hate at all
hatred.

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

preachers preach of evil fates
Teachers that knowledge waits
Can lead to plates
Goodness hides behind its
But even the of the United States
must have
To naked.

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

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

You lose yourself, you
You suddenly you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand with nobody
When a trembling distant voice,
Startles your ears to hear
That somebody
They found you.

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

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

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

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

While one who sings his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat race
Bent out of from society's pliers
Cares not to up any higher
But rather get you down in the
he's in.

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

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

While that defend what they cannot see
With a killer's pride,
It blows the minds bitterly
For them think death's honesty
fall upon them naturally
Life
get lonely.

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

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