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
both the sun and moon
To you know too soon
There is no in trying.

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

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

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

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

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

While preach of evil fates
Teachers teach that knowledge
Can lead to hundred-dollar
Goodness hides behind its
But the president of the United States
Sometimes must
To naked.

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

Advertising signs 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 near
a trembling distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to
That thinks
They really you.

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

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

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

some on principles baptized
To party platform ties
clubs in drag disguise
Outsiders they can criticize
Tell except who to idolize
And say God bless him.

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

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

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

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

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

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