Luyện nghe bài hát Ed

Ed was at the end of his rope, an expression he
"There is no rope", he scream at the laughing walls
is only the end, no hope, no rope
Ending is better than
Doors of perception, of opportunity
are illusions like the killing floor

Ed in a squeaky whiny voice
With perhaps a slight of glee
But this was only because he couldn't be
To try to a manner of speaking
That reflected his mood

This is a vaccum, there is no air in this
Despair is no fun
Nihilism knocked three times on the
But the rosy fingers of dawn always themselves
In the of unfulfilled promises

sang, "Heysanna, Hosanna"
Paralyzed danced in the streets all day
But the darkness came, everybody went home
I was ready, everyone was asleep

And while it might have a relief to see
I was right all along
Here I am still, and trapped
the endless end

And I can turn it all
And laugh at it and laugh at
I can laugh than the walls, the halls, the waterfalls
Louder than Charles De Gaul or Fulton

But I don't know I'm laughing at
I don't know just what I is so goddamn funny
I don't know why I don't just up
And up and lay down and die

"What do I have to about anyway?"
Ed his Picasso, "I'm a millionaire"
wasn't actually true
Ed's Picasso was an obvious

His Rothkos had just been singled out
In an article in 'Art entitled
'The Three Insignificant Paintings of Mark Rothko'
And his Barbara Krugers had been irreparably
By Rein and a few other bands from Gainesville
That to acknowledge the value of art

"Come to think of it", Ed
To the laminated roadkill coffee table he had purchased
When times had seemed slightly bleak
"Come to think of it, not only does art have no value
But my has no extrinsic value either"

"I know I'm not a
But that's no reason to
There is no to complain
There is no to do anything"

"I don't believe in reason, reality or collective farming
I believe in public speaking
Which is another why I'm here alone
I don't in life or death
I kill myself but I don't believe in suicide"

Ed put on a red shirt and took a quick walk around the
While softly to himself
He his apartment screaming
"There is no life on planet"

"Jehovah One replaced all life with machinery five ago
The so-called Industrial
Was just hoax and we all fell for it
'Cause we were all programmed to, I fell for it
I believe in the steam
though I don't believe in anything"

Logical inconsistency is the Mr. Bubble I in
Each and evening, except for yesterday evening
I roller bladed over to the Masonic Temple
To play pinochle Pope John Paul the First
I had no choice in the matter"

Ed certainly go on and on
And he did, and he and he will
Until you or I or somebody does something it
Sterno of Louisiana
Announced over circuit television
And as long as he continues to pointlessly
I will do

Ed walked away from the program feeling fortified and
His brain was buzzing, the way it always did just 'Jeopardy'
He loaded up the micro bus atlases and poseidons
And headed for Pope

"I've had it", he sang, "I've had it puns, alliteration
literature, Italian neorealism
Meaningless references and laundry lists of nonsense
I shall drive a license, without clothing, without direction"

"And if I it to Arkansas, fine
And if I'm running late, if I'm running a numbers
It doesn't matter, I shall on running"

"Yes, this is the answer, is the ending, I shall keep on running
Because a body in motion tends to emotional
And better to feel, pain is better than emptiness
Emptiness is better than nothing, and is better than this"