It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)

Darkness at the break of

noon

Shadows even the silver

spoon

The handmade blade, the

child's balloon

Eclipses both the sun and

moon

To understand you know

too soon

There is no sense in

trying.

Pointed threats, they

bluff with scorn

Suicide remarks are torn

From the fool's gold

mouthpiece

The hollow horn plays

wasted words

Proves to warn

That he not busy being

born

Is busy dying.

Temptation's page flies

out the door

You follow, find yourself

at war

Watch waterfalls of pity

roar

You feel to moan but

unlike before

You discover

That you'd just be

One more person crying.

So don't fear if you hear

A foreign sound to your

ear

It's alright, Ma, I'm

only sighing.

As some warn victory,

some downfall

Private reasons great or

small

Can be seen in the eyes

of those that call

To make all that should

be killed to crawl

While others say don't

hate nothing at all

Except hatred.

Disillusioned words like

bullets bark

As human gods aim for

their mark

Made everything from toy

guns that spark

To flesh-colored Christs

that glow in the dark

It's easy to see without

looking too far

That not much

Is really sacred.

While preachers preach of

evil fates

Teachers teach that

knowledge waits

Can lead to

Goodness hides behind its

gates

But even the president of

the United States

Sometimes must have

To stand naked.

An' though the rules of

the road have been lodged

It's only people's games

that you got to dodge

And it's alright, Ma, I

can make it.

Advertising signs that

con you

Into thinking you're the

one

That can do what's never

been done

That can win what's never

been won

Meantime life outside

goes on

All around you.

You lose yourself, you

reappear

You suddenly find you got

nothing to fear

Alone you stand with

nobody near

When a trembling distant

voice, unclear

Startles your sleeping

ears to hear

That somebody thinks

They really found you.

A question in your nerves

is lit

Yet you know there is no

answer fit to satisfy

Insure you not to quit

To keep it in your mind

and not forget

That it is not he or she

or them or it

That you belong to.

Although the masters make

the rules

For the wise men and the

fools

I got nothing, Ma, to

live up to.

For them that must obey

authority

That they do not respect

in any degree

Who despise their jobs,

their destinies

Speak jealously of them

that are free

to be

Nothing more than

something

They invest in.

While some on principles

baptized

To strict party platform

ties

Social clubs in drag

Outsiders they can freely

criticize

Tell nothing except who

to idolize

And then say God bless

him.

While one who sings with

his tongue on fire

Gargles in the rat race

choir

Bent out of shape from

society's pliers

Cares not to come up any

higher

But rather get you down

in the hole

That he's in.

But I mean no harm nor

put fault

On anyone that lives in a

vault

But it's alright, Ma, if

I can't please him.

Old lady judges watch

people in pairs

Limited in sex, they dare

To push fake morals,

insult and stare

While money doesn't talk,

it swears

Obscenity, who really

cares Propaganda, all is

phony.

While them that defend

what they cannot see

With a killer's pride,

security

It blows the minds most

bitterly

For them that think

death's honesty

Won't fall upon them

naturally

Life sometimes

Must get lonely.

My eyes collide head-on

with stuffed graveyards

False gods, I scuff

At pettiness which plays

so rough

Walk upside-down inside

handcuffs

Kick my legs to crash it

off

Say okay, I have had

enough

What else can you show

me?

And if my thought-dreams

could be seen

They'd probably put my

head in a guillotine

But it's alright, Ma,

it's life, and life only.