Luyện nghe bài hát It's Alright, Ma

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

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

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

So don't fear if you
A sound to your ear
It's alright, Ma, I'm only

As some victory, some downfall
reasons great or small
Can be seen in the eyes of those 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
everything from toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored that glow in the dark
It's easy to see without looking too far that not is really sacred

Our preachers preach of evil
Teachers teach that waits
Can lead to hundred-dollar
Goodness hides its gates
But even the of the United States
Sometimes must to stand naked

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

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

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

A in your nerves 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 make the rules
For the wise men and the
I got nothing, Ma, to up to

For them that obey authority
That they do not respect in any
Who their jobs, their destinies
Speak jealously of them that are
Do what they do to be
more than something they invest in

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

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

Old lady judges people in pairs
Limited in sex, dare
To push morals, insult and stare
money doesn't talk, it swears
Obscenity, who really propaganda, all is phony

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

My eyes collide with stuffed graveyards
False goals, I 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 be seen
They'd probably put my head in a
But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and only