Luyện nghe bài hát It's Alright, Ma

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

Pointed threats, bluff with scorn
Suicide are torn
the fool's gold mouthpiece the hollow horn
Plays wasted words proves to
That he not busy being is busy dying

Temptation's page flies out the
You follow, find at war
Watch of pity roar
You feel to moan but before
You that you'd just be one more person crying

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

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

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

Our preach of evil fates
Teachers that knowledge waits
Can lead to hundred-dollar
Goodness hides its gates
But the President of the United States
Sometimes must have to stand

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

Advertising signs con you
Into you're the one
That can do never been done
That can win what's never won
Meantime outside goes on all around you

You lose yourself, you
You find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand with nobody
When a distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping to hear
That somebody thinks they really you

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

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

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

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

While one who with his tongue on fire
in the rat race choir
Bent out of shape from pliers
Cares not to up any higher
But rather get you down in the hole he's in

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

Old judges watch 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 that defend what they cannot see
a killer's pride, security
It blows the minds bitterly
For them think death's honesty
Won't fall upon naturally
Life sometimes must get

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

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