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

Darkness at the break of
Shadows even the spoon
The handmade blade, the balloon
both the sun and moon
To understand you too soon
There is no in trying.

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

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

So fear if you hear
A foreign sound to ear
It's alright, Ma, I'm sighing.

As some victory, some downfall
reasons great or small
Can be seen in the of those that call
To make all should be killed to crawl
While say don't hate nothing at all
hatred.

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

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

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

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

You yourself, you reappear
You suddenly find you got nothing to
you stand with nobody near
When a trembling distant voice,
Startles sleeping ears to hear
That thinks
They really you.

A question in your is lit
Yet you know is no answer fit to satisfy
Insure you not to
To it in your mind and not forget
it is not he or she or them 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 obey authority
they do not respect in any degree
Who despise their jobs, their
Speak jealously of that are free
Do they do just to be
Nothing more than
invest in.

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

While one who sings his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat choir
Bent out of shape from pliers
Cares not to come up any
But rather get you in the hole
he's in.

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

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

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

My eyes collide head-on stuffed graveyards
False goals, I
At pettiness which so rough
Walk upside-down inside
Kick my legs to it off
Say okay, I have had
else can you show me?

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