Lyrics It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding) [Live at Nippon Budokan Hall, Tokyo, Japan - March 1, 1978] - Bob Dylan

Thank you very much
It's call, it's alright now 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
He not busy being born is busy dying

Temptation's page flies out the door
You follow, find yourself at war
Or watch waterfalls of pity roar

Feel to moan but unlike before
You discover that you'd just be one more
Person crying

Don't fear if you hear
A foreign sound to your ear
It's alright, ma, I'm only sighing

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
Others say don't hate nothing at all
Except hatred

Disillusioned words like bullets bark
Human gods aim for their mark
Make everything from toy guns that spark

Flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
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 hundred-dollar plates

A goodness hides behind its gates
Even the president of the United States
Sometimes must have to stand naked

Though the rules of the road have been lodged
Seems people's games that you got to dodge
It's alright, ma, I can make it

Advertising signs they con
Honey what's your inking 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 yourselfand then 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

Keep it in your mind and not forget
That it is not he or she or them or it
You belong to

The masters make the rules
For the wise men and the fools
I got nothing, ma, to live up to

Old lady judges watch people in pairs
Limited in sex, they dare
To push fake morals, insult and stare

The money doesn't talk, it swears
Obscenity, who really cares
Propaganda, all is phony

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 already have, 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

Thank you
Wanna say a little done to video tonight
Came all the way to see us from Madrid

Down town I think about it, I doesn't see that one coming
I'll leave you with this your song is average
Alright there we go