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Many Democrats have a pre-9/11 worldview.

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Pre-you

Pre-you
By: jimmy buffett, ralph macdonald, william salter
1988
I was standing in an elevator in san diego listening to two sailors talking. one had just returned from his honeymoon where he had run into his ex on the beach. the other sailor asked what
You do? and the first sailor replied after she left I told my new wife that she was pre-you, and it worked.
Mysterious lost weekends in a land where time stands still
Where people fall in love again just for one more thrill
My girl and I went walkin by the caribbean sea
Someone snorkeled by, raised her head up high
And my girl said, whos she?
Chorus:
Pre-you
A friend of mine whos old not new
Pre-you
Shes just another girl that I once knew
Pleasant smile, a pretty face
Another time, another place
Pre-you
Whats a guy supposed to do
Well blame it on the weather and the stars that shine above
For bringing us together and filling us with love
So dont you fret my lady cause what we have is strong
Let her swim away, out into the bay
Your place is here with me
Shes pre-you
(sax solo)
Long ago we were close but the fire went out
Shes a tease cant you tell thats what shes all about
Like an old broken clock on the wall shes got nothin to say
She was long ago
Shes so yesterday
Chorus:
Shes pre-you
Shes just a friend so dont be blue
Pre-you
Only yesterday just passin through
Another page in history
Steppin stone for you and me
Pre-you
Pre-you
Pre-you

song performed by Jimmy Buffett
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Evangeline: A Tale of Acadie

This is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks,
Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight,
Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic,
Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.
Loud from its rocky caverns, the deep-voiced neighboring ocean
Speaks, and in accents disconsolate answers the wail of the forest.

This is the forest primeval; but where are the hearts that beneath it
Leaped like the roe, when he hears in the woodland the voice of the huntsman
Where is the thatch-roofed village, the home of Acadian farmers,--
Men whose lives glided on like rivers that water the woodlands,
Darkened by shadows of earth, but reflecting an image of heaven?
Waste are those pleasant farms, and the farmers forever departed!
Scattered like dust and leaves, when the mighty blasts of October
Seize them, and whirl them aloft, and sprinkle them far o'er the ocean
Naught but tradition remains of the beautiful village of Grand-Pre.

Ye who believe in affection that hopes, and endures, and is patient,
Ye who believe in the beauty and strength of woman's devotion,
List to the mournful tradition still sung by the pines of the forest;
List to a Tale of Love in Acadie, home of the happy.

PART THE FIRST

I

In the Acadian land, on the shores of the Basin of Minas,
Distant, secluded, still, the little village of Grand-Pre
Lay in the fruitful valley. Vast meadows stretched to the eastward,
Giving the village its name, and pasture to flocks without number.
Dikes, that the hands of the farmers had raised with labor incessant,
Shut out the turbulent tides; but at stated seasons the flood-gates
Opened, and welcomed the sea to wander at will o'er the meadows.
West and south there were fields of flax, and orchards and cornfields
Spreading afar and unfenced o'er the plain; and away to the northward
Blomidon rose, and the forests old, and aloft on the mountains
Sea-fogs pitched their tents, and mists from the mighty Atlantic
Looked on the happy valley, but ne'er from their station descended
There, in the midst of its farms, reposed the Acadian village.
Strongly built were the houses, with frames of oak and of hemlock,
Such as the peasants of Normandy built in the reign of the Henries.
Thatched were the roofs, with dormer-windows; and gables projecting
Over the basement below protected and shaded the doorway.
There in the tranquil evenings of summer, when brightly the sunset
Lighted the village street and gilded the vanes on the chimneys,
Matrons and maidens sat in snow-white caps and in kirtles
Scarlet and blue and green, with distaffs spinning the golden
Flax for the gossiping looms, whose noisy shuttles within doors

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poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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The Life Of Mary O’Henry & Simon Le Frankie

Is life chance, or pre-ordained
Is life chance, or pre-ordained

Mary O’Henry,
Was born in a time when the world was at war
Nobody saw
Grew up an orphan
Struggling through life never knowing there’s more
Than being wretchedly poor

Oh life can hold so much pain
You wonder why it should be so
There but for the grace of God, walks another
In sullen steps that could have been you

Is life chance, or pre-ordained
(The life of Mary O’Henry & Simon Le Frankie)
Is life chance, or pre-ordained
(The life of Mary O’Henry & Simon Le Frankie)

Simon Le Frankie,
was born with a headline in the Times
a paradigm
he grew up wealthy
living his life to the full, life can be so good, I guess as it should

Oh life can be endless champagne
You wonder why it should be so
There but for the grace of God walks another
In graceful steps that could have been you

Is life chance, or pre-ordained
(The life of Mary O’Henry & Simon Le Frankie)
Is life chance, or pre-ordained
(The life of Mary O’Henry & Simon Le Frankie)

Mary O’Henry - Grew into a woman, working wherever she could
In places no woman should, luckless in Hollywood
Simon Le Frankie – wondered the world on a wave that trebled in size
Until he died – they died the same time

Atlas in turmoil
Life is choices made in a game
Who moves the pieces
Is life chance or pre-ordained

Is life chance, or pre-ordained
(The life of Mary O’Henry & Simon Le Frankie)
Is life chance, or pre-ordained
(The life of Mary O’Henry & Simon Le Frankie)

poem by Colin Coplin
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Earlier

Pre-heated before due time-
Pre-cooked for convenience sake-
Pre-mixed with Spices of Spring-
Pre-seasoned before the bake-
Pre-cooled so as not to burn-
Pre-pared for a king and Queen-
Pre-arranged for the Castles Ball-
Pre-selected for the perfect theme-

poem by Theodora Onken
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When we were at peace, Democrats wanted to raise taxes. Now there's a war, so Democrats want to raise taxes. When there was a surplus, Democrats wanted to raise taxes. Now that there is a mild recession, Democrats want to raise taxes.

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Pre-Medicated

Looking around and observing those once inflated,
By temptations that elated.
And draped some with sugarplumes on their plate!
And couldn't wait to prance around...
With easily obtained 'things' either given or found,
To satiate a frosting licked...
Off an everlasting cake!
Almost!
They received a 'breezy' coasting to boast!
And they did...
Until their glides hit thorns with splinters on skids.
Turning a boasted lust into toast!

Pre-medicated.
From a charaded fate.
It seems today heartbreak is the maker.
It has taken too long,
For my peace of mind to come.
And I am surprised I have not run...
From all the moaning around me,
Being done!

Pre-medicated,
From dismissed drips.
Sobbing to rob a smile from a grinner.
This happy frame of mind is mine to keep.
My bubble didn't pop on me...
To find my pockets emptied deep.
With creditors hounding me out of a peaceful sleep.
Weeping bluesy party poopers,
Losing treasures from them...
To find themselves now in and on the streets.
And that ain't pretty!
Especially if you had been one of those...
Who laughed at others and showed no pity,
Walking around in tattered clothes...
Among the exposed in urban cities.

Pre-medicated.
From a charaded fate.
It seems today heartbreak is the maker.
It has taken too long,
For my peace of mind to come.
And I am surprised I have not run...
From all the moaning around me,
Being done!

And what they 'had' they bragged was high class.
Either leased or rented...
They then had the cash!

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The new way of swindling..

Monarch rule the countries with one voice to be heard,
Dictator rules the countries with only his voice to be heard.
Communist rules the countries with voice of the people silenced.
Democrats rule the countries with voice of people maimed.

Accumulation of wealth is the power to the Monarchs,
Accumulation of power is wealth to a dictator,
Accumulation of weapons is a credit to the communists,
Accumulation of credit is a weapon to the democrats.

What a Monarch failed to achieve,
What a dictator miscalculated to propaganda,
What a communist intelligence sublimed to the basic,
That is where the democrats are successful.

Keep the public occupied with debts and sorrow,
Let the people live on the borrowed money,
Let them feel comfortable with gossips and fun,
Let the democratic monarchs evolve from the dust.

poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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The Martyred Democrat

In Lady Lusher's drawing-room, where float the strains of Brahms,
While cultured caterpillars chew the leaves of potted palms
In Lady Lusher's drawing-room, upon a summer's day,
The democrats of Toorak met to pass an hour away.
They hearkened to a long address by Grabbit, M.L.C.,
While Senator O'Sweatem passed around the cakes and tea;
And all the brains and beauty of the suburb gathered there,
In Lady Lusher's drawing-room - Miss Fibwell in the chair.

(With increasing interest):
Ay, all the fair and brave were there - the fair in fetching hats;
The brave in pale mauve pantaloons and shiny boots, with spats.
But pride of all that gathering, a giant 'mid the rest,
Was Mr Percy Puttipate, in fancy socks and vest.
Despite his bout of brain-fag, plainly showing in his eyes,
Contracted while inventing something new in nobby ties,
He braved the ills and draughts and chills, damp tablecloths and mats,
Of Lady Lusher's drawing-room: this prince of Democrats.

(Resume the breeze):
Upon a silken ottoman sat Willie Dawdlerich,
Who spoke of democratic things to Mabel Bandersnitch.
And likewise there, on couch and chair, with keen, attentive ears,
Sat many sons and daughters of our sturdy pioneers;
Seed of our noble squatter-lords, those democrats of old,
Who held of this fair land of ours as much as each can hold;
Whose motto is, and ever was, despite the traitor's gab:
'Australia for Australians - as much as each can grab.'

(In cultured tones):
'Deah friends,' began Miss Fibwell, 'you - haw - understand ouah league
Is formed to stand against that band of schemers who intrigue -
That horrid band of Socialists who seek to wrest ouah raights,
And, with class legislation, straive to plague ouah days and naights.
They claim to be the workers of the land; but Ai maintain
That, tho' they stand for horny hands, we represent the bwain.
Are not bwain-workers toilers too, who labah without feah?'
(The fashioner of fancy ties: 'Heah, heah! Quaite raight! Heah, heah!')

'They arrogate unto themselves the sacred name of Work.
But still, Ai ask, where is the task that we've been known to shirk?
We're toilahs, ev'ry one of us, altho' they claim we're not.'
(The toiler on the ottoman: 'Bai jove, I've heard thet rot!')
'Moahovah, friends, to serve theah ends, they're straiving, maight and main,
To drag down to theah level folk who work with mind and bwain.
They claim we do not earn ouah share, but, Ai maintain we do!'

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poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Purple Kool-Aid

Woke up I wiped the sleepers from my eye
Looked up to see ??? ??? ???
??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? too
Up in the ??? ??? ??? with you
They call themselves the purple kool-aid cult
They lost their head and claim it's all my fault
I'm fed koolaid intravenously
I must regain my own autonomy!
[Pre-chorus]:
The purple kool-aid cult is back, I'm paranoid again
Would someone please appease all the stress of my,
[Chorus]:
Sorry friend, there's no way I can stay
Wish I could explain the reason why
I'm being chased so please pardon my haste
Please appease the stress of my brown head.
They turned their backs and I began to run
Looked back for a flash and I began to shout
I've got to find a passage out of here
I'm not too certain that the future's clear
And now I'm alone and to what type too wear
And then they set upon a skinny chair
They're gathering now around a sugar throne
It's red and round and speaks of miracles.
[Pre-chorus]
He says ??? ??? ??? him
Weird ritual for you and I to mate
I see a door ??? ??? I see astray
I pick up a furious pace so I can get away
Don't smile a purple pleasure hangs the cape
Oh Me, Oh My, It was the great escape
The situation, it's still to me a bit of a scandal
Every time I see a purple smile within my underwear.
[Pre-chorus]
[Chorus]
Four years and as many days float on by
??? carry out that silicone ?? atacious?? left behind
I'm going next door to celebrate I say
??? purple ??? koolaid ??? is the punch that's got me drunk today.
Next thing I know I'm standing on a chair
whipping my arms around the friendly air
I preached the words around a year ago
I now surrender to the certain glow?
[Pre-chorus]
[Chorus]
Ohhohohohohoh!
I'm being...
I'm being chased by seven kids high on kool-aid
But then they're not crazy cause they're high on kool-aid
But then they're not crazy they're just high on kool-aid.

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Sister Of Pain

Theres a little old place down south of la grange
Where the whiskey flows and the nights go on for days
My home on the range
Theres a sultry queen set her sights on me
Was the best damn thing that I ever seen oh ya
Shes evangeline
That preachers daughter, she took off her leather dress
She pulled me into sin and now I must confess
Shes a
(pre-chorus)
Sister, sister of pain
Shes a knock down, drag it out, lick it up do it again
Such a sweet young thing took a bite out of me
She spread her cards out for all the world to see oh ya
I went willingly
She walked me back to a darkened room
Said this ones on me boy,
I want to see you howl at the moon and Im talkin soon
That night I saw the light Id never seen before
When I thought my time was up she said how bout a, a little more
For the
(pre-chorus)
(chorus)
A sister, sister of pain
Drop down, spread em out, open up its only a game
Suck your soul, make a blind man see
With a touch of her hand, brings a devil out of me
She held up a sign said have no fear
We got liquor up front, and poker in the rear
For the
(pre-chorus)(chorus)
Yeah
(pre-chorus)
Yeah

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Seasonal Cycle - Chapter 03 - Pre Autumn

"On the departure of rainy season bechanced is autumn with a heart-pleasingly bloomed lotus as her face, betokening the heart-pleasing face of a new bride, and the autumnal fields of white grass with whitish flowers as her apparel, which betoken the whitish bridal apparel of a new bride, and the amorously clucking clucks of swans that have just returned from Lake Maanasa as rains have gone, are the jingling anklets of autumn, which betoken the delightful jingles of anklets of new bride, and now the rice is ready to ripe and thus the tenuous stalks of rice, which have their necks a little bent down, betoken the obeisant face of a new docile bride...

"Blanched is the earth with whitish grass and the nights with silvery and coolant moonbeams of the moon, and the rivers with white swans, lakes with white-lotuses, and that forest up to its fringes with whitish jasmine flowers and with somewhat whitish seven-leaved banana plants that are swagging under the weight of their flowers...

"Presently the rivers are journeying slowly with a strutting of prideful lovely girls, for the raising and falling fishes of rivers seem to be the delightful sets of strings at the waistlines of rivers, like the sets of girdle-strings on the waists of girls, and the ranges of white waterfowls on riverbanks seem to be the whitish pearly pendants of rivers, like the pearly pendants around the bosoms of prideful girls, more so the broad sand-dunes at edges of those rivers appear to be the roundish fundaments of those rivers like that of those girls...

"With clouds that have doled out their waters, the vault of heaven is silvern somewhere, it is like the whitish conch shell elsewhere, and somewhere else it is palish like the stalks of lotuses, and the clouds on achieving their levity and moved by the speed of wind, they are splintered into hundreds of pieces and journeying away, and thus the sky appears to be a king fanned with royal-fans, called the swerving, splintering, and silvery clouds...

"The sky is looking like well-kneaded knoll of black mascara, and the earth is delightfully inscribed with the vermilion colour of safflowers that are flowered up to the visible horizon, and the swaths and even the ravines of earth are surrounded with charming lotuses... and on visualising such an environ, which heart of which adolescent person doesn't get up to a lot of ecstasy...

"When the slothful wind is slothfully stirring up the upper branches of red-golden coloured trees, that are most lovely with peaking tender leaflets, and with muchly outcropped flowers, from which nectar is muchly trickling, that which is overly drunk by the honeybees, and when such a sylvan scenery is seen, whose heart won't be riven...

"A girl burgeons as a damsel day by day, so the autumnal night is lengthening its night-time day by day, and as a damsel wears shiny jewellery on her nubility, this damsel, called the autumnal night, is wearing clusters of twinkling stars as her jewellery, as the veil of a damsel will be unveiled frequently presenting her face, these veils called clouds on the skyscape are now being unveiled to present the moonlike face of this autumnal damsel, and a damsel starts to wear raiment with unblemished whiteness at her pubescence, so also, this autumnal damsel's wraparound is the immaculate moonshine...

"Inaccessible were those rivers in rainy season even for the waterfowls, barring the people, for they were ferocious and feculent, but this autumn made them placid and pure, and hence the rows of ripples of their water are pecked with the beaks of partridges for their feed, and all over on their banks and riversides, flocks and flocks of cranes and drakes are bustling, and muchly cackling are the swans, and the rivers themselves are reddened with the red-pollen grains of red-lotuses, thus those spectacular rivers, riverbanks, and riversides are rejoicingly accessible even for the people...

"These days the moon is an eye-festival and heart-stealing with his profuse moonbeams, and he is the real gladdener for he is the sprinkler of fresh and coolant dewdrops through those moonbeams, but nowadays he alone is becoming an inflamer, for he is burning the bodies of the women, who are already felled by the arrow of Love-god, which arrow is daubed with the venom, which venom is nothing but their own lusting after their itinerant husbands, that are now separated from them...

"The wind being the prime mover in nature is now wiggling the well-ripened rows of rice stalks that are curvy under the weight of their cobs, and the same wind is waggling the best trees that are saggy under the weight of their flowers, and he alone is wobbling the fully bloomed clumps of lotuses in the lakes, moreover, thus he is vehemently wriggling the hearts of young men, with his lilting breezing and lively freshness...

"The limpid waters of lakes are refurbished with bevies of couples of voluptuous swans, amongst the just bloomed white and blue lotuses that elaborate lakes, and the rows of ripples of lake-water are undulated by the oncoming slowish morning breeze, as well as by the ruffles made by swans, thus the all-time ripply lakes are ecstasizing hearts, in a trice...

"Presently evanished are the rainbows in the bellies of clouds, and indiscernible are the skyey flags, called flashes of lightning, and un-winnowed is the aerospace with the windage of wings of cranes, and peacocks are unseeing the sky with their upraised faces, agog for rains...

"The Love-god is drawing nigh of melodiously singing swans, leaving off the peacocks that have ceased to dance anymore, as there is no rain, while the grandeur of the flowers of trees like Kadamba, Kutaja, Arjuna, Sarja, Niipa already drew nigh of the seven-leaved banana plants, that flower and flourish at this time...

"The fragrance of flowers of white-flower trees is heart-stealing, and nowadays birds are not scorched by the sun, thus they are there in fine fettle, and they are calling each other reciprocally, thus those birds and their callings are heart-stealing, and the eyes of she-deer that are abiding all over there are like black-lotuses, thus with all them the woodlands and their fringes beyond ken, are ecstasizing the hearts of men...

"The dawn time breeze on recurrently winnowing the red-lotuses, white-lotuses, and the lotuses that bloom at sunrise, is in contact with those lotuses and thus acquiring more coolness, more so, on sifting the dewdrops that are clinging at the edges of leaves, that auroral breeze is very much exhilarating...

"The precincts of earth are surrounded with exuberant stretches of rice-crops, and they are glistering with stocks of cattle available there, that are robust and multiplying, and that is even reverberated with the callings of swans and drakes, thereby those interior places within the apparent horizon are thus causing an euphoric state to the spectators in this pre-autumnal season...

"The womenfolk's very lissom gait is won by the svelte steps of swans, and moonshine of their faces is won by the efflorescent whiteness of white-lotuses, and their lustful, wily, and sidelong glances are won by the swings and sways of blue-lotuses, and even their eyebrows' subtle flutters are won by rocks and rolls of thin ripples... thus this season is outmoding the most famous beauty of the nature, namely the womenfolk...

"The Shyaamaa climbers are decorated with their tender leaves and flowers, and by the weight these they are flexed and look like the curvaceous arms of women, that are decorated with many an ornament, flowery bracelets and leaf-thin bangles and the like, but stolen is that shine of those arms of women by these climbers of this season... and this broadly smiling season, with red Ashoka flowers as its lips and with delightful and sparkly whitish new jasmine buds as its teeth, is stealing the splendour of toothy grins of womenfolk, with their jasmine budlike teeth and roseate lips...

"These days women are furling up their longish, thickish, and blackish hair termini into buns and overstuffing them with new jasmines, and even if their ears are already inserted with best golden budlike ear-hangings, they are now inserting divers black-lotuses into their hairdo, at the back of their ears...

These days the ladies are with highly gladdened hearts for the climate is equable, thus they are decorating their globelike busts with emulsions of sandal-paste and with pendants of pearls and gold, and their girth-lines are decorated with sets of golden girdles festooned with golden tassels, and even their lotus-like feet are decorated with best anklets that have jingling bells...

"These days the vault of heaven similes with the vast of earth in their forms of exalted splendour... on the earth the lakes are bejewelled with emeraldine waters, similar is the sky with somewhat emeraldine hue... such water is overspread with white-lotuses, similar is the cloudless sky overlaid with stars... these waters are overprotective to kingly swans, similarly the vault of cloudless heaven is holding out the moon, the king of the nights...

"In this pre-autumn its ingredients are heart-pleasing, for the breezes breeze cool for touch by their association with white-lotuses, and the divisions and subdivisions of quarters can be descried, for dissipated are the clouds, and the waters can be enjoyed, for they are devoid of slush, and walkable is the earth, for its slime is dried up, and in nights the welkin is with the moon, with his immaculate moonbeams and medley of stars...

"These days when the sun arouses the lotuses with his sunrays at daybreak, they are shining forth like best damsels with flourishing visages, but when the spherule of moon has gone into faintness at dawn, even those lotuses are becoming smileless and subduing, as with the smiles of youthful women, whose lovers have journeyed away, and who grin and bear it...

"Nowadays the itinerants on noticing the splendour of eyes of their ladyloves with blackish mascara, in black-lotuses, and the chinks of their golden girdle-strings in the clucks of lustily swans, and the endearing gleam of their lower lips in the reddish flowers, they are bewailing disconcertedly, unsure of their homecoming in this season...

"The pleasing exquisiteness that has arrived with this pre-autumnal Sharat season is beating a retreat to somewhere else, on leaving the grandeur of its autumnal moon on the faces of women, and the clucky speeches of swans in their gemmy anklets, and the safflower like flower's reddish hue on their beautiful lips...

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Happy Ending

i may be a princess to you
but youre not a prince to me
no use rescuing me from a tower
im not there to be reascued too
my king youll never be
i dont believe in never say never
cant you see what im saying

[pre-chorus]
now is not the time
there is no time for you
oh

[chorus]
theres no time for your happy ending
youre happy ending is long gone and forgotten
its worth nothin'
mines worth somethin'
that love you sent isnt sending
like i said theres no time for your happy ending

some days ill try to break free
of this misery
some days ill try to find
a thought swarming in my mind
to say to you
i dont know what to do
[repeat pre-chorus and chorus]

there must be something going on
this dumb thing is making me run
what is that called again
oh yes a rumor
it must end sooner
ive counted rumors up to ten
[repeat pre-chorus and chorus]

you cant be happy when there is no happiness
you cant be angry when there is no angryness
you cant be sad when there is no sadness
you cant be mad when there is no madness
in the air
please dont look and stare
at me
please
[repeat pre-chorus and chorus]

no time i said for your happy ending
[repeat 3 more times]

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Thank God

Thank God the democrats want our children from the middle class to go to school by reasonable loans in pell grants not just the rich, thank God no pre-existing conditions will be denied by insurance companies; thank God veterans will be honored in deed not just swelling words; thank God no trickle down clean the rich's toilets policy will be enacted. Romney/ Ryan's vision for America is cold so so cold. We must stop them and not let them define what rape is and step on women with a dark age vision of sexist chauvinistic lies. Their shills for the rich and true oppressors of the poor and middle class. Vote for democrats based on principle not personality so their evil cold vision of America doesn't come true.

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We Run

We run
Moving up, look ahead
Can't see the end
Dead ahead, all is set
No way we'll bend
Pre-Chorus:
It's one for all we stand or fall
'Till our time has come
It's all for one we're on the run
It's only just begun
Chorus:
We run
'Till the last fight is said and done
We run
Through the long night of what's to come
Standing up, take a breath
Have a look around
No clues, no signs
We won't be found
(Pre-chorus)
(Chorus)
Oh we're feeling stronger
Nothing stands in our way
(Solo)
(Pre-chorus)
(Chorus)

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Midnight

Things will never be the same
Still I'm awfully glad I came
Resonating in the shape of things to come
Never waiting when I know there's only one

Messed it up but rest assured
No one ever thinks they're cured
Just a minute while I reinvent myself
Make it up and then I take it off the shelf

[Pre Chorus:]
Over the laws of light
Over the moon by midnight
Let's do it all this time
Everyone wishing well we go

[Chorus:]
Everyone knows anything goes
We are the lotus kids
Better take note of this
For the story

The rising moon is on the shine
The blood of scorpios a nine
Like the fear that's in the eyes of every doe
Say it now cause John and Jane would like to know

Is it safe inside your head
Songs to serenade the dead
All along I said I know no enemies
Mix it up until there are no pedigrees

[Pre Chorus]

[Chorus]

[Pre Chorus]

Enter the rolling tide
Over the ocean so wide
Let's do it all this time
Everyone wishing well we go

[Chorus x3]

song performed by Red Hot Chili Peppers from By The Way
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Universally Speaking

I saw your face
Elegant and tired
Cut up from the chase
Still I so admired
Bloodshot your smile
Delicate and wild
Give me she wolf style
Rip right thru me

[Pre-chorus]
Silveretta the jets of a lifetime
Go and get her ive got her on my mind
Nothing better then feeling is so fine
Simply put I saw love stream flow

[Chorus]
Come on baby 'cause cause there's no name for
Give it up and I got what I came for
Universally speaking
Take it back and you make me nervous
Nothing better then love and service
Universally speaking
Win in the long run

I saw your crime
Dying to get high
Two of a kind
Beat all hands tonight

[Pre chorus]

[Chorus]

[Pre Chorus]

song performed by Red Hot Chili Peppers from By The Way
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Why Don't You & I

Since the moment I spotted you
Like walking round with little wings on my shoes
My stomach's filled with the butterflies... and it's alright
Bouncing round from cloud to cloud
I got the feeling like I'm never going to come down
If I said I didn't like it then you know I'd lied

[Pre-Chorus:]
Every time I try to talk to you
I get tongue-tied
Turns out that everything I say to you
Comes out wrong and never comes out right

[Chorus:]
So I'll say 'why don't you and I get together and take on the world
and be together forever
Heads we will and tails we'll try again
So I say why don't you and I hold each other and fly to the moon
and straight on to heaven
Cause without you they're never going to let me in

When's this fever going to break?
I think I've handled more than any man can take
I'm like a love-sick puppy chasing you around
And it's alright
Bouncing round from cloud to cloud
I got the feeling like I'm never going to come down
If said I didn't like it then you know I'd lied

[Pre-Chorus]

So I'll say 'why don't you and I get together and take on the world
and be together forever
Heads we will and tails we'll try again
So I say why don't you and I get together and fly to the moon
and straight on to heaven
Cause without you they're never going to let me in

Slowly I begin to realize this is never going to end
Right about the same you walk by
And I say 'Oh here we go again'

[Pre-Chorus]

[Chorus 2X]

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Together

Something just isn't right
I can feel it inside
The truth isn't far behind me
You can't deny
When I turn the lights out
When I close my eyes
Reality overcomes me
I'm living a lie
(Pre Chorus)
When I'm alone I
Feel so much better
And when Im around you
I don't feel at all
(Chorus)
Together
It doesn't feel right at all
Together
Together we built a wall
Together
Holding hands we'll fall
Hands we'll fall
This has gone on so long
I realize that I need
Something good to rely on
Something for me
(Pre Chorus)
(Chorus)
My heart is broken
I'm lying here
My thoughts are choking on you my dear
On you my dear
On you my dear
(Pre Chorus)
(Chorus)
When I'm around you
When I'm around you
I don't feel together
I don't feel together
When I'm around you
When I'm around you
I don't feel together, no
I don't feel together

song performed by Avril Lavigne
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Thing's I'll Never Say

Im talking out my hair
Im pulling at my clothes
Im trying to keep my cool
I know it shows
Im staring at my feet
My checks are turning red
Im searching for the words inside my head
[Pre-Chorus]
(Cause) Im feeling nervous
Trying to be so perfect
Cause I know youre worth it
Youre worth it
Yeah
[Chorus]
If I could say what I want to say
Id say what about you
Be with you every night
Am I squeezing you too tight
If I could say what I want to see
I want to see you go down
On one knee
Marry me today
Yes, Im wishing my life away
With these things Ill never say
It dont do me any good
Its just a waste of time
What use is it to you
Whats on my mind
If aint coming out
Were not going anywhere
So why cant I just tell you that I care
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
Whats wrong with my tongue
These words keep slipping away
I stutter, I stumble off
Like Ive got nothing to say
[Pre-Chorus]
Yes Im wishing my life away with these things Ill never say
If I could say what I want to say
Id say what about you
Be with you every night
Am I squeezing you too tight
If I could say what I want to see
I want to see you go down
On one knee
Marry me today
Yes, Im wishing my life away
With these things Ill never say
These things Ill never say

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All Day

I don't care what they say about me
It's alright, alright
I don't care they think about me
It's alright, they'll get it one day
Pre-Chorus
I love you, I'll follow you
You are my, my life
I will read my bible and pray
I will follow you all day
Verse 2:
I don't care what it costs anymore
Cos' you gave it all and I'm following you
I don't care what it takes anymore
No matter what happens I'm going your way
Pre-Chorus
Chorus:
All Day
All Day now
All Day
Verse 1
Pre-Chorus
Chorus
Bridge:
Anyone around can see
just how good you've been to me
For all my friends that don't know you
I pray that you would save them too
Chorus

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