Luyện nghe bài hát It's Alright, Ma

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

Pointed threats, they with scorn
Suicide are torn
From the gold mouthpiece the hollow horn
Plays wasted words to warn
he not busy being born is busy dying

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

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

As warn victory, some downfall
Private reasons great or
Can be seen in the eyes of those that
To make all that should be to crawl
While others say don't hate nothing at all, hatred

Disillusioned words like bullets
As human gods aim for mark
everything from toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored that 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 knowledge
Can lead to plates
hides behind its gates
But even the President of the States
Sometimes have to stand naked

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

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

You yourself, you reappear
You suddenly find you got to fear
you stand with nobody near
When a distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to
That somebody 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
That it is not he or she or or it that you belong to

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

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

While on principles baptized
To strict platform ties
clubs in drag disguise
Outsiders they can criticize
Tell except who to idolize and say, "God bless him"

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

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

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

While them that defend they cannot see
With a pride, security
It blows the most bitterly
For that think death's honesty
Won't upon them naturally
Life sometimes must get

My eyes collide head-on with 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, what else can you me?"

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