Luyện nghe bài hát It's Alright, Ma

Darkness at the of noon
Shadows the silver spoon
The blade, the child's balloon
Eclipses both the sun and
To understand you know too soon, there is no in trying

Pointed threats, they bluff with
Suicide remarks are
From the gold mouthpiece the hollow horn
wasted words proves to warn
That he not busy being is busy dying

page flies out the door
You follow, find at war
waterfalls of pity roar
You feel to moan but unlike
You discover that you'd just be one more crying

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

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

Disillusioned like bullets bark
As gods aim for their mark
Made everything from toy guns that
To flesh-colored Christs glow in the dark
It's to see without looking too far that not much is really sacred

Our preachers of evil fates
Teachers teach that waits
Can to hundred-dollar plates
hides behind its gates
But even the President of the States
Sometimes must to stand naked

An' all the rules of the have been lodged
It's people's games that you got to dodge
And alright, Ma, I can make it

signs that con you
Into thinking the one
can do what's never been done
That can win what's been won
Meantime life outside on all around you

You yourself, you reappear
You find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand with nobody
When a trembling voice, unclear
Startles sleeping ears to hear
somebody thinks they really found you

A question in nerves is lit
Yet you know is no answer fit
To insure you not to quit
To keep it in your and not forget
That it is not he or she or or it that you belong to

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

For them that must authority
That do not respect in any degree
Who despise their jobs, destinies
Speak jealously of them that are
Do what do just to be
Nothing more than they invest in

While some on baptized
To strict party platform
Social clubs in drag
Outsiders can freely criticize
Tell nothing except who to idolize and say, "God him"

While one who sings with his tongue on
Gargles in the rat choir
Bent out of shape society's pliers
not to come up any higher
But get you down in the hole that he's in

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

Old lady judges watch people in
in sex, they dare
To fake morals, insult and stare
While money doesn't talk, it
Obscenity, who cares propaganda, all is phony

While them that what they cannot see
a killer's pride, security
It the minds most bitterly
For them that death's honesty
Won't fall upon naturally
Life sometimes must get

My eyes collide head-on with stuffed
False goals, I scuff at pettiness which plays so
Walk upside-down inside
Kick my legs to it off
Say, "Okay, I have had enough, else can you show me?"

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