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

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

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

Temptation's page flies out the
You follow, find at war
Watch waterfalls of roar
You to moan but unlike before
You
That you'd be
One person crying.

So don't fear if you
A foreign 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 to crawl
others say don't hate nothing at all
hatred.

Disillusioned words bullets bark
As gods aim for their mark
Made everything from toy guns that
To flesh-colored Christs glow in the dark
It's easy to see looking too far
That not
Is sacred.

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

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

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

You lose yourself, you
You find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand with near
When a trembling voice, unclear
Startles sleeping ears to hear
somebody thinks
They found you.

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

Although the make the rules
For the wise men and the
I got nothing, Ma, to up to.

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

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

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

But I mean no nor put fault
On anyone that in a vault
But it's alright, Ma, if I can't him.

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

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

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

And if my could be seen
They'd put my head in a guillotine
But alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.