We're always attracted to the edges of what we are, out by the edges where it's a little raw and nervy.
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Raw Power
(pop/williamson)
(burp)
Dance to the beet of the living dead
Lose sleep baby and stay away from bed
Raw power is sure to come a runnin to you
If youre alone and you got the shakes
So am I baby and I got what it takes
Raw power wlll surely come a running to you
Raw power got a healin hand
Raw power can destroy a man
Raw power is more than soul
Has got a son called rock and roll
Raw power nohey just wont quit
Raw power I can feeeeeel it
Raw power baby cant be beat
Qpin eyes and flashin feet
Everybodys always tryin to tell me what to do
Dont you try
Don t you try to tell me what to do
Look in the eye of the savage girl
Fall deep in love in the underworld
Raw power is sure to come a runnin to you
If youre alone and you got the fear
So am I baby lets move on out of here
Raw power is sure to come a runnin to you
Raw power got a magic touch
Raw power is much too much
Happiness is guaranteed
It was made for you and me
Raw power honey just wont quit
Raw power I can feel it
Raw power honey cant be beat
Get down and kiss my feet
Raw powers got no place to go
Raw power honey
It dontwantto know
Raw power is a guaranteed o.d.
Raw power is laughin at you and me
And this is what I wanta know
Can you feeeeeel it
Can you feeeeeeeeel it
Can you feeeeeel it
Can you feeeeeeeeeeeel it
Raw power! raw powwwwwwer!
Raw power! raw powwwwwwwwer!
Can you feeeeeeeeeeeel it
song performed by Iggy Pop
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Life is a Battle Field; Fight and Fight
Hello! Hello! Oh, yellow bellied fellow -
Runs for everything yet gets nothing, a lily-livered fellow,
Life is ethereal some say yet cruel i see, oh anserine fellow
Life is a kind of sirocco, lo, chickenhearted fellow.
Topsy-turvy life, tipsy-nervy life and Jumpy-jolty life
As my life sucks for bucks - vocalized Booby, Boo! Boo!
Childhood is besotted with education - marked by fecklessness,
Youth is wasted in illusion - marked by forlornness,
Mild age is passed in the delusion - harkened by groundlessness,
Old age is lasted in dissimulation - darkened by hopelessness.
Topsy-turvy life, tipsy-nervy life and Jumpy-jolty life
As my life sucks for bucks - vocalized Booby, Boo! Boo!
Someone says life a fantasy yet be watchful,
Others say life is beautiful yet be dutiful,
Some others say life is a puzzle yet is playful,
Yet others say life is carrying donkeys load yet be cheerful.
Topsy-turvy life, tipsy-nervy life and Jumpy-jolty life
As my life sucks for bucks - vocalized Booby, Boo! Boo!
Life is a battle field; fight and fight till you reach the glory,
Life is a mountain; climb and claim until you reach the top,
Life is a boxing bout; punch and punch till you reach victory,
Life is a marathon race; run and run to reach heaven's sop.
Topsy-turvy life, tipsy-nervy life and Jumpy-jolty life
As my life sucks for bucks - vocalized Booby, Boo! Boo!
poem by Harindhar Reddy
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The Drummer
1
The drummer beats slowly, the drummer beats loud
As he beats of Humanity wrapped in a shroud.
Well he beats of the bone bags Dame Famine's designed
As she ravished and plagued us since dawn of mankind;
And he beats of Lord Boss letting oranges decay
While a child suffers scurvy and passes away;
And he beats of the beasts we've so needlessly slain
And of critters and creatures cast off in distain;
And he beats of combatants who're dying deceived
As the merchants of murder count profits received;
And he beats of the rape and the killing of war
And the mind blinding sorrow we blithely ignore.
He beats and he pounds till our consciences gnaw
And his fingers are battered and bloody and raw
And his hands are all broken and bleeding and raw.
2
The drummer beats slowly, the drummer beats loud
As he beats of abuse that we try to becloud.
Well he beats of the barons and princes and kings
Who have broken our backs while crushing our wings
And he beats of the bribes that the powerful make
To key politicians who fawn in their wake;
And he beats of the waifs bound and chained to machines
And of slaves in the fields and other such scenes;
And he beats of decrees stating all men are free
While ignoring the blacks and their agonised plea;
And he beats of the tyrants in clerical garb
Who have tortured with faggots and thumbscrews and barb.
He beats and he pounds till revealing the flaw
And his fingers are battered and bloody and raw
And his hands are all broken and bleeding and raw.
3
The drummer beats slowly, the drummer beats loud
As he beats of the strength of the rebels so proud.
Well he beats of the spirit the rack couldn't break,
And the flame of the flesh that was burned at the stake;
And he beats of the minds that could never be chained
By the faith that was living while ignorance reigned;
And he beats of the struggles when Spartacus rose
Having tired of shackles and slavery's woes;
And he beats of the women who'll die to be freed
And will never give up till they finally succeed;
And he beats of the progress outliving the jeers
So belying the pessimist's fatuous sneers.
He beats and he pounds till we stand back in awe
And his fingers are battered and bloody and raw
And his hands are all broken and bleeding and raw.
4
The drummer beats slowly, the drummer beats loud
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poem by Terry O'Leary
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Raw
Raw
The pictures left with me wont fade
These images affect me every day
Cause of you I feel I dont deserve
The life I see in her
Just dont leave me
Raw
Inside Im so cold
Inside Im so cold
Raw
Ive never been someone who knows
My choices haunt me everywhere I go
Finally did something right for myself
My life to you no one else
Just dont leave me
Raw
Inside Im so cold
Inside Im so cold
Im so cold
I feel so cold
I cant take this
Raw
I feel so...
Inside Im so cold
Inside Im so cold
Raw
I feel so
Raw
song performed by Staind
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~ Scoop Slowly Be Not Edgy Nervy ~
~ Scoop Slowly Be Not Edgy Nervy ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
June 22,2010
Sion is full of zippy
Missy ~ Milky
Cioccolato ~ Finery
Yummy ~Yummy
Smoothie ~ Smoothie
Bubbly ~ Teeny ~ Bonnie.
With zilch zero topsy turvy
Bask bloomy blushy sonsie curvy.
Missy ~ Milky.
It’s your Nivy ~ Nivy.
Muse mull as flossy.
Scoop slowly be ne’er edgy nervy.
====
Glossary: With humility some glossary given for what I tried to express.
[1] Sion ~ Imaginary place considered to be perfect or ideal
[2] Zippy ~ Marked by lively action
[3] Cioccolato [Italian] ~ Chocolate
[4] Zilch ~ Quantity of no importance
[5] Topsy turvy ~ Into state of utter confusion
[6] Sonsie ~ With pleasing curves [of a woman's body]
[7] Nivy ~ Name of a damsel
[8] Flossy ~ Soft as down
--
Copyright reserved by author
poem by Ms. Nivedita Bagchi Spc. Uk.
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Tall, Dark Handsome Stranger
Im so tired of these men trying to
Impress me with nothing
The same old routine and the smooth
Fancy talking
Now I know and believe that I found
It for real
cos youre good and youre kind and
You care how I feel
I had a tall dark handsome stranger
Ive had the devil in disguise
Ive been attracted to the danger
But I was never satisfied
And I know what I like
And I like what I see in your eyes
Youre so beautiful
Ive been pushed Ive been pulled
Ive been put out and trod on
Just by taking my chances I finally
Caught on
When I see in your eyes all the love
Shining through
Im so glad I held out for somebody
Like you
I had a tall dark handsome stranger
Ive had the devil in disguise
Ive been attracted to the danger
But I was never satisfied
And I know what I like
And I like what I see in your eyes
Heaven must have sent you I know
Youre so good to me
I feel good with you
Id be such a fool to let you go
Theres something about you
I cant live without you
Ive had fast talking good looking men
At my door
Now Im a wiser woman than I was before
I had a tall dark handsome stranger
Ive had the devil in disguise
Ive been attracted to the danger
But I was never satisfied
And I know what I like
And I like what I see in your eyes
I had a tall dark handsome stranger
Ive had the devil in disguise
Ive been attracted to the danger
But I was never satisfied
And I know what I like
And I like what I see in your eyes
song performed by Heart
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Too Raw To Eat
Picked over like a piece of meat
Nibbled and a little bit uneasy
Difficult it is to please
Somebody who prefers
The taste of cake
Without the cheese
Picked over like forbidden fruit
From a garden stomped over with people
I want to be the one who leaves
A deliciousness to tease
But I've been regarded
Too raw to eat.
Picked over like a piece of meat
Nibbled and a little bit uneasy
Difficult it is to please
Somebody who prefers
The taste of cake
Without the cheese
Picked over like forbidden fruit
From a garden stomped over with people
I want to be the one who leaves
A deliciousness to tease
But I've been regarded
Too raw to eat
Picked over like a piece of meat
But I've been regarded
Too raw to eat
Picked over like a piece of meat
But I've been regarded
Too raw to eat
Picked over like a piece of meat
But I have been regarded
Too raw to eat
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Rough Around The Edges
Chorus:
I'm a little rough around the edges
I didn't come out of no GQ magazine
I don't use a lot of big words
But I'm bent on love if you know what I mean.
I ain't in'trested in bein' politically correct
I stand right up and say what I believe
I'm a little rough around the edges,
But I think I'm exactly what you need.
As you can see I ain't all spit and polish
And every hair on my head ain't in its place
I ain't got no big degree from college
And I guess to tell the truth I need a shave.
Chorus:
I'm a little rough around the edges
I didn't come out of no GQ magazine
I don't use a lot of big words
But I'm bent on love if you know what I mean.
Whoa!
Well, you may think I'm just a KC plowboy
Well, just give me a chance to strut my stuff
I don't shine like some pin-up poster cowboy
But neither does a diamond when you pick it up.
Chorus:
I'm a little rough around the edges
I didn't come out of no GQ magazine
I don't use a lot of big words
But I'm bent on love if you know what I mean.
I'm a little rough around the edges,
But I think I'm exactly what you need.
Yeah, Yeah!, Whoa!...
song performed by Travis Tritt
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Endymion: Book I
ENDYMION.
A Poetic Romance.
"THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG."
INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON.
Book I
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing
A flowery band to bind us to the earth,
Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth
Of noble natures, of the gloomy days,
Of all the unhealthy and o'er-darkened ways
Made for our searching: yes, in spite of all,
Some shape of beauty moves away the pall
From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon,
Trees old and young, sprouting a shady boon
For simple sheep; and such are daffodils
With the green world they live in; and clear rills
That for themselves a cooling covert make
'Gainst the hot season; the mid forest brake,
Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms:
And such too is the grandeur of the dooms
We have imagined for the mighty dead;
All lovely tales that we have heard or read:
An endless fountain of immortal drink,
Pouring unto us from the heaven's brink.
Nor do we merely feel these essences
For one short hour; no, even as the trees
That whisper round a temple become soon
Dear as the temple's self, so does the moon,
The passion poesy, glories infinite,
Haunt us till they become a cheering light
Unto our souls, and bound to us so fast,
That, whether there be shine, or gloom o'ercast,
They alway must be with us, or we die.
Therefore, 'tis with full happiness that I
Will trace the story of Endymion.
The very music of the name has gone
Into my being, and each pleasant scene
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poem by John Keats
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Hopelessly Addicted
Opened my eyes today
And I knew there's something different
Saw you in a brand new way
Like the clouds had somehow lifted
And if yesterday I heard
Myself saying these words
I would swear it was a lie
I don't know why but suddenly I'm falling
Was I so blind
I was loving you all the time
Now I'm hopelessly addicted
Helplessly attracted
I'll make a wish this day
And I'll send it to the heavens
That we will always stay
Entwined like this forever
And though the world may change
Coz nothing stays the same
I know we will survive
I don't know why but suddenly I'm falling
I was so blind
I was loving you all the time
Now I'm hopelessly addicted
Naturally we acted
I don't know why but suddenly I'm falling
I was so blind
I was loving you all the time
And now I'm
Hopelessly addicted
Helplessly attracted
Chemically reacted
Naturally we acted
I was loving you all the time
Hopelessly addicted
Helplessly attracted
Chemically reacted
Naturally we acted
Yeah
song performed by The Corrs from Talk On Corners
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Hyperactive
Shes got a date for lunch in Singapore,
Holds stock in I.B.M. and hates Dior.
She puts up her make-up on at 6.00am
She goes to work, gets home then puts it on again
And its a mystery how wild that girl can be;
Shes got so much energy;
Shes such an expert at surprising me.
Shes hyperactive when she starts to dance.
And shes so attracted to a wild romance,
And more effective than a stimulant -
Shes hyperactive.
Shes hyperactive when she starts to dance.
she never missed a beat or missed a chance,
And Im persuaded by her argument.
Shes hyperactive.
The other dancers hypervantilate and start to sweat.
One look at her - I know the nights not over yet.
She says Where are we going now?
Her voice is sweet and soft.
I think she lost the key that turns her motor off.
And its a mystery how wild that girl can be;
Shes got so much energy;
Shes such an expert at surprising me.
Shes hyperactive when she starts to dance.
She never missed a beat or missed a chance,
And Im persuaded by her argument.
Shes hyperactive.
Shes hyperactive when she starts to dance.
And shes so attracted to a wild romance,
And more effective than a stimulant -
Shes hyperactive.
And its a mystery how wild that girl can be;
Shes got do much energy;
Shes such an expert at suprising me.
Shes hyperactive when she starts to dance.
And shes so attracted to a wild romance,
And more effective than a stimulant -
Shes hyperactive.
Shes hyperactive when she starts to dance.
she never missed a beat or missed a chance,
And Im persuaded by her argument.
Shes hyperactive.
Shes hyperactive when she starts to dance.
She never missed a beat or missed a chance,
And more effective than a stimulant -
Shes hyperactive.
Shes hyperactive when she starts to dance.
She never missed a beat or missed a chance,
And more effective than a stimulant -
Shes hyperactive.
song performed by Robert Palmer
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People Like To Keep A Heat Provoked
Blowing out fires after starting them...
Isn't going to clear the smoke.
And,
Whoever is hired to keep smoke chokers away...
Is the one that chokes the most.
People like to keep a heat...
Provoked.
Even people on the streets,
Are...
Attracted to the smoke.
People like to keep a heat...
Provoked.
Even people on the streets,
Are...
Attracted to the smoke.
Blowing out fires after starting them...
Isn't going to clear the smoke.
People like to keep a heat...
Provoked.
Even people on the streets,
Are...
Attracted to the smoke.
And,
Whoever is hired to keep smoke chokers away...
Is the one that chokes the most.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Was Part One. Maybe Part Two Needs Review
In the meantime,
Save up all your nickles and dimes...
And make yourself that charity case.
Goodbye.
Good luck.
This enviroment I'm in,
Needs to be replaced.
And in the meantime,
You can stop that whining you sigh...
And lift yourself over hurdles that appear.
My leaving you will help you find,
What's been missing for years...
Between both of your ears.
You chose to booze up when you wanted to.
You chose to do what you wanted to do.
You choose to eliminate a listening to hear.
Now you think I want you close...
Although distant when I wish you near?
That was part one.
Maybe part two needs review!
You chose to booze up when you wanted to.
You chose to do what you wanted to do.
You choose to eliminate a listening to hear.
Now you think I want you close...
Although distant when I wish you near?
'Come here.
You don't have to say it twice.
Come here,
I know what you need and like.'
Oh no,
I'm not attracted to defeat.
I know...
How to stand on my own two feet.
And I,
Wish not to ever repeat...
Being alone while you roam the streets.
Oh no,
I'm not attracted to defeat.
I know...
How to stand on my own two feet.
And I,
Wish not to ever repeat...
Being alone while you roam the streets.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Two Fuse
Interactive,
And a catalyst that captures...
And a catalyst that captures,
Manufactures what it matches...
To attach and sack a catch.
Two fuse and they become attracted,
To be seen as a known fact.
Interactive,
And a catalyst that captures...
Factors in and snatches fast.
Interactive,
And a catalyst that captures...
And a catalyst that captures,
Manufactures what it matches...
To attach and sack a catch.
Two fuse and this becomes a fact.
Two fuse and this becomes a fact.
Two fuse and they become attracted,
To be seen as a known fact.
Two fuse and this becomes a fact.
Two fuse and this becomes a fact.
Interactive,
And a catalyst that captures...
Factors in and snatches fast.
Two fuse and this becomes a fact.
Two fuse and this becomes a fact.
Two fuse and they become attracted,
To be seen as a known fact.
Two fuse and this becomes a fact.
Two fuse and this becomes a fact.
Two fuse and this becomes a fact.
Two fuse and this becomes a fact.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Seduction Of The Vampire
In her way she encircled him
told him in their talk the night before
of her desires and fears with her eyes
stroking then his flowing cape
mesmerized by his stately broad gestures
his white, long slender fangs
tingling with, she thought, some previous nights
blood-soaked delight;
and she could see he desired her too
was attracted to her soft dinner table tremblings
as she sat next to him.
But then that interest devolved to mild interest
perhaps, she thought, sated from other conquests
or perhaps more attracted to other lades
who looked plying for his staring eyes.
Or, perhaps she thought, he was not attracted to her
so she small-gestured to him her gleaming white neck
while reaching for the salad fork
feeling him react
mentioning in the process
that she always left her window open
at night
communicating to him
that she was often afraid
that someone or something would fly in
and have his way with her;
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poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Pavement(sidewalk) Eyes
In a rumble tumble morning
After an evenings firelight glow
Prayers are left unanswered
From a God who didn't show
Cold air breath a signal
The only sign of life
Skipping over Yellow skins
Courtesy of Mr Fyfe
Pavement eyes attracted
No comfort in a stare
Window shopping affection
For a love that isn't there
Arms linked to heartache
Reflection scowls abuse
Yesterday fights tomorrow
Today calls a truce
Wallet has no answer
Money cannot buy
Last nights dream of hope
Tomorrow's tears yet dry
Alpine steps to ease
A burden self packed
Twist and turn the image
Pollyfilla over cracks
Crystal sky drops diamonds
That die in crowns cascade
Pavement eyes attracted
To rivers grey skies made
Sales receipts discarded
Drown in gutters deep
Bright tomorrow's lie hidden
In someone else's sleep
Bottle tops and ring pulls
Fellow travellers answer
Blur the edge of safety
Tightrope ballet dancer
Pavement eyes attracted
Red shoes shine a light
Eyes raised to heaven
Glorious, glorious sight
Matching lips to footwear
Hair of Auburn hue
Perfection in a stranger
Window shopping too?
Two reflections
Standing side by side
A touch away from loving
A word hidden in pride
Golden band spells danger
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poem by Bill Smith
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Love Stealer
When shes got her eye on you - theres no escape
She keeps unnoticed - hidden under her cape
She shows no mercy - no - she plays it rough but
She dont want your money - she just wants your love
Better call the cops - better call the cops
Better call the police
Better come quick - better come quick
While Im in one piece
Better bring a book - better bring a book
Gonna press charges - for attempted
Breaking and entering my heart
Yeah
cos shes a lovestealer - raw dealer
Heart breakin - love takin yeah-yeah
Love stealer - raw dealer
Heart breakin - love takin yeah-yeah-yeah
She hangs around - casing the joint
Then shell move in and get - right to the point
Take my advice and keep your love to yourself
Or the love stealer will rob you-
Leave you there on the shelf
Better call the cops - better call the cops
Better call the police
Better come quick - better come quick
While Im in one piece
Better bring a book - better bring a book
Gonna press charges - for attempted
Breaking and entering my heart
Yeah
cos shes a lovestealer - raw dealer
Heart breakin - love takin yeah-yeah
Love stealer - raw dealer
Heart breakin - love takin yeah-yeah-yeah
Better call the cops - better call the cops
Call the police
Better come quick - better come quick
While Im in one piece
Better bring a book - take a look
Press charges
For attempted breaking and entering my heart
Yeah...
song performed by Cliff Richard
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Raw
Ive been running round town for a new identiy
Ive been dreaming hot dreams of insecurity
Ive been chasing my heart through the streets of my mind
Ive been clinging to the bed the sweat is turning me blind
Well Im plugged all the holes and sealing all the cracks
Im like a galvanised nerve I just cant seem to relax
Shes got fire on her breath and chilli on her lips
Teeth around her neck and shes got jazz on her hips
Theres a flash in my brain like a shot from above
Its a strange idea of love
Like a wolf at the door
Like a scratch of a claw
She says come on baby I want it raw
A wolf at the door
A scratch of a claw
I want it raw
Well Im driving out of town Im on the verge of a storm
Im sucking my st. christopher and trying to keep calm
A mambo mamma on the back of my heels
And this incantation can trap my wheels
Theres a heat in my car theres a fog on my screen
Ive never felt so scared never dreamt such a dream
Theres a man on the corner preaching fire above
Its a strange idea of love
Like a wolf at the door
Like a scratch of a claw
She says come on baby I want it raw!
A wolf at the door
A scratch of a claw
I want it raw!
song performed by Spandau Ballet
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Slip Kid
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight ...
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight ...
Ive got my clipboard, text books
Ive got my clipboard, text books
Lead me to the station
Lead me to the station
Yeah, Im off to the civil war
Yeah, Im off to the civil war
Ive got my kit bag, my heavy boots
Ive got my kit bag, my heavy boots
Im runnin in the rain
Im runnin in the rain
Gonna run till my feet are raw
Gonna run till my feet are raw
Slip kid, slip kid, second generation
Slip kid, slip kid, second generation
And Im a soldier at thirteen
And Im a soldier at thirteen
Slip kid, slip kid, realization
Slip kid, slip kid, realization
Theres no easy way to be free
Theres no easy way to be free
No easy way to be free
No easy way to be free
Its a hard, hard world
Its a hard, hard world
I left my doctors prescription bungalow behind me
I left my doctors prescription bungalow behind me
I left the door ajar
I left the door ajar
I left my vacuum flask
I left my vacuum flask
Full of hot tea and sugar
Full of hot tea and sugar
Left the keys right in my car
Left the keys right in my car
Slip kid, slip kid, second generation
Slip kid, slip kid, second generation
Only half way up the tree
Only half way up the tree
Slip kid, slip kid, Im a relation
Slip kid, slip kid, Im a relation
Im a soldier at sixty-three
Im a soldier at sixty-three
No easy way to be free
No easy way to be free
Slip kid, slip kid
Slip kid, slip kid
Keep away old man, you wont fool me
Keep away old man, you wont fool me
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song performed by Who
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My Mind Is Not Design To Only Address The Best
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Although I try to hide it...
My thoughts sometimes are dirty!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Just like the rest,
I do enjoy raw recipes!
I select what's on my mind all the time I do.
With a purpose and a meaning,
And how it's done too!
I select what's on my mind all the time I do.
With a purpose and a meaning,
And how it's done too!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Although I try to hide it...
My thoughts sometimes are dirty!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Just like the rest,
I do enjoy raw recipes!
Some choose to be their own enemy.
Not me!
With wishes to impress.
Just to leave some people guessing.
With me what you see is what you get that's it!
I'm not the one to sit around because I do not fit.
Or be chosen by debate.
To prove myself worthy!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Although I try to hide it...
My thoughts sometimes are dirty!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Just like the rest,
I do enjoy raw recipes!
I select what's on my mind all the time I do.
With a purpose and a meaning,
And how it's done too!
I select what's on my mind all the time I do.
With a purpose and a meaning,
And how it's done too!
And when it's good to me I get numb.
Sometimes dumb...
If I'm running from a gun!
And when it's good to me I get numb.
Sometimes dumb...
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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