Luyện nghe bài hát It's Alright, Ma

Darkness at the of noon
Shadows even the 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 wasted words proves to
That he not busy being is busy dying

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

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

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

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

Our preachers preach of fates
Teachers teach that knowledge
Can lead to plates
Goodness behind its gates
But even the President of the United
Sometimes must have to naked

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

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

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

A in your nerves is lit
Yet you there is no answer fit
To insure you not to quit
To it in your mind and not forget
it is not he or she or them 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 obey authority
That do not respect in any degree
Who their jobs, their destinies
Speak jealously of them are free
Do they do just to be
Nothing than something they invest in

some on principles baptized
To strict party ties
Social clubs in drag
Outsiders they can freely
Tell nothing who to idolize and say, "God bless him"

one who sings with his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat choir
out of shape from society's pliers
Cares not to come up any
But rather get you down in the hole that in

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

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

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

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

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