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 you know too soon, there is no sense in trying

threats, they bluff with scorn
Suicide remarks are
the fool's gold mouthpiece the hollow horn
Plays words proves to warn
That he not being born is busy dying

Temptation's page flies out the
You follow, yourself at war
Watch waterfalls of pity
You feel to but unlike before
You discover that you'd just be one person crying

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

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

words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for mark
everything from toy guns that spark
To Christs that glow in the dark
easy to see without looking too far that not much is really sacred

Our preachers preach of evil
Teachers teach that knowledge
Can lead to plates
Goodness behind its gates
But even the President of the 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 alright, Ma, I can make it

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

You yourself, you reappear
You suddenly find you got to fear
you stand with nobody near
When a trembling distant voice,
your sleeping ears to hear
That somebody they really found you

A in your nerves is lit
Yet you know there is no 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

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

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

While some on principles
To party platform ties
Social clubs in drag
Outsiders they can criticize
Tell nothing except who to and say, "God bless him"

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

But I mean no 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
Limited in sex, they
To push fake morals, and stare
money doesn't talk, it swears
Obscenity, who really propaganda, all is phony

While them that what they cannot see
With a killer's pride,
It blows the minds bitterly
For them that death's honesty
Won't upon them naturally
Life must get lonely

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

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