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Celebrity is hawking make-up, cars, everything; it's shifted.

quote by Janice Dickinson
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Cars Are Cars

Words & music by paul simon 1983
Cars are cars all over the world
Cars are cars all over the world
Similarly made. similarly sold
In a motorcade. abandoned when theyre old
Cars are cars all over the world
Cars are cars all over the world
Cars are cars all over the world
Engine in the front. jack in the back
Wheels take the brunt. pinion and a rack
Cars are cars all over the world
Cars are cars all over the world
But people are strangers
They change with the curve
From time zone to time zone
As we can observe
They shut down their borders
And think theyre immune
They stand on their differences
And shoot at the moon
But cars are cars all over the world
Cars are cars all over the world
Drive em on the left. drive em on the right
Susceptible to theft in the middle of the night
Cars are cars all over the world
Cars are cars all over the world
I once had a car
That was more like a home
I lived in it, loved in it
Polished its chrome
If some of my homes
Had been more like my car
I probably wouldnt have
Travelled this far
Cars are cars all over the world
Cars are cars all over the world
Cars are cars all over the world
Cars are cars all over the world
Cars are cars all over the world

song performed by Paul Simon
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Making Cars

They've bailed the automakers out...
But there's no one about,
To drive.

They've listened to them rant and shout...
But there's no one about,
To drive.
Or
To keep them alive.

And why...
Why now is gas so cheap?
When people can't afford it.
And why...
Why are they losing sleep?
When they're making cars that people can't keep!

They've bailed the automakers out...
But there's no one about,
To drive.

They've listened to them rant and shout...
But there's no one about,
To drive.
Or
To keep them alive.

And why...
Why now is gas so cheap?
When people can't afford it.
And why...
Why are they losing sleep?
When they're making cars that people can't keep!

Oh no!
They're making cars that people can't keep!
Oh?
They're making cars that people can't keep!
Oh no!
They're making cars for people....
But why...
Why now is gas so cheap?
When people can't afford it.
And why...
Why are they losing sleep?
When they're making cars that people can't keep!

Oh no!
They're making cars that people can't keep!
Oh?

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Santa-Fe Trail (A Humoresque)

I asked the old Negro, "What is that bird that sings so well?" He answered: "That is the Rachel-Jane." "Hasn't it another name, lark, or thrush, or the like?" "No. Jus' Rachel-Jane."

I. IN WHICH A RACING AUTO COMES FROM THE EAST

This is the order of the music of the morning: —
First, from the far East comes but a crooning.
The crooning turns to a sunrise singing.
Hark to the calm -horn, balm -horn, psalm -horn.
Hark to the faint -horn, quaint -horn, saint -horn. . . .

Hark to the pace -horn, chase -horn, race -horn.
And the holy veil of the dawn has gone.
Swiftly the brazen ear comes on.
It burns in the East as the sunrise burns.
I see great flashes where the far trail turns.

Its eyes are lamps like the eyes of dragons.
It drinks gasoline from big red flagons.
Butting through the delicate mists of the morning,
It comes like lightning, goes past roaring.
It will hail all the wind-mills, taunting, ringing,
Dodge the cyclones,
Count the milestones,
On through the ranges the prairie-dog tills—
Scooting past the cattle on the thousand hills. . . .
Ho for the tear-horn, scare-horn, dare-horn,
Ho for the gay -horn, bark -horn, bay -horn.
Ho for Kansas, land that restores us
When houses choke us, and great books bore us!
Sunrise Kansas, harvester's Kansas,
A million men have found you before us.

II. IN WHICH MANY AUTOS PASS WESTWARD

I want live things in their pride to remain.
I will not kill one grasshopper vain
Though he eats a hole in my shirt like a door.
I let him out, give him one chance more.
Perhaps, while he gnaws my hat in his whim,
Grasshopper lyrics occur to him.

I am a tramp by the long trail's border,
Given to squalor, rags and disorder.
I nap and amble and yawn and look,
Write fool-thoughts in my grubby book,
Recite to the children, explore at my ease,
Work when I work, beg when I please,
Give crank-drawings, that make folks stare

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poem by Vachel Lindsay
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A ho! A ho! (song )

Act II Scene ii, lines 26-55

A ho! A ho!
Love's horn doth blow,
And he will out a-hawking go.
His shafts are light as beauty's sighs,
And bright as midnight's brightest eyes,
And round his starry way
The swan-winged horses of the skies,
With summer's music in their manes,
Curve their fair necks to zephyr's reins,
And urge their graceful play.

A ho! A ho!
Love's horn doth blow,
And he will out a-hawking go.
The sparrows flutter round his wrist.
The feathery thieves that Venus kissed
And taught their morning song,
The linnets seek the airy list,
And swallows too, small pets of Spring,
Beat back the gale with swifter wing,
And dart and wheel along.

A ho! A ho!
Love's horn doth blow,
And he will out a-hawking go.
Now woe to every gnat that skips
To filch the fruit of ladies' lips,
His felon blood is shed;
And woe to flies, whose airy ships
On beauty cast their anchoring bite,
And bandit wasp, that naughty wight,
Whose sting is slaughter-red.

poem by Thomas Lovell Beddoes
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Skull Ring

(feat. The Stooges)
Skull rings
Fast cars
Hot chicks
Money
Skull rings
Fast cars
Hot chicks
Fancy things
The touch of a hand in the wasteland
you're walking asleep and dreaming cheap
A bird's wing don't beat for free
You're freezing cold and your family
Skull rings
Fast cars
Hot chicks
Money
Skull rings
Fast cars
Hot chicks
Fancy things
Fingers on fire to do what's bad
Ring on the finger is a skull man
Strong as a bar of steel
Weakness is that you can't feel
Skull rings
Fast cars
Hot chicks
Money
Skull rings
Fast cars
Hot chicks
Fancy things
My life is dirtied, my mind is loaded
I'm feeling and breathing and fighting
To see
People get ready now
Baby come on give your heart to me
Skull rings
Fast cars
Hot chicks
Money
Skull rings
Fast cars
Hot chicks
Fancy things

song performed by Iggy Pop
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GM Battle Earth Began In Eden

In Eden choices
between good evil
were desire made.

What fruit would you eat?
What choices will you make?
What life path decision walk?

Your actions carry implications
decisions have consequences
nature has laws as do societies;

when spoken written codes
of honour are foolish broken
fickle souls become cast outs.

Will you reap benefits
of your labour solid planted?
Will you curse this earth
despoil ground giving life?

Paradise waits in our hands
paradise is ours for taking.
Technology science wisdom frees
wise nations from animal labours.

Some corporations military nations
would rather dominate oil markets.
Spend waste their youth resources
seizing guarding oilfields pipelines.

General Motors Chevron greed lies
kills promise clean green electric cars;
to pump up huge greed oil profits
shredding technology enriching lives.

Japanese fuel economy hybrid cars
dominates resource saving efficiencies;
out distances American gas guzzling cars
while America reaps greenhouse storms.

Wise nations will embrace clean energies
while greed chokes on green house gases;
wind solar power rises eastern economies
China Japan Korea make wise electric cars.

Cry for American exploited poor stolen wages
oil companies sucked dry at life draining gas pumps;
weep blue American ice homes winter chill heat costs;
blessing stripped no free solar energy roof tiles.

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poem by Terence George Craddock
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The story of my life in a poem

Poem of Meg's life,

Meg was brought up as she later found out,
Adopted by parents, but unsure how it came about;
She didn't sit up till 2 years of age, this is true,
And didn't start to talk till 5, so no how do you do.

She went to a special school from 7 yrs of age,
But had many problems walking, at that stage;
Went in a taxi, every Monday to Friday,
Had many a party there to celebrate her birthday.

Her mother brought up 3girls, with a disability too,
1 arm because of cancer, but she coped thru' and thru;
She took us girls to Sunday school each and every week,
And taught us to love God, to pray, and his truth to seek.

We lived in Dandenong, till I was 12 years of age,
But my sister wasn't there, she was nowhere at that stage;
We shifted to Gladstone in Queensland you know,
It's where Meg was baptized by immersion that is so.

At 16 She started teaching,2 - 6 years in Sunday school,
At 17 we shifted back, but then dad started to be cruel;
I celebrated my 21st, birthday, with a wonderful musical night,
It made friends and family happy, things were happy and bright.

My mum passed on to the Lord, and I shifted away from home,
For 4 yrs I lived in Glenroy, in a flat and on my own;
I was in THE Salvation Army, serving the Lord, each week,
Playing the organ and harp, teaching the youth, the Lord to seek.

I then shifted to ascot vale, then over to st albans to live,
Married a man with problems, and troubles to me he did give;
But 12 yrs of problems I'm free of it now, so thankyou,
To the Lord for release and strength, and that He's brought me thru'.

And then I started at Sunshine, in the band where I did play,
And sang and read the Word, helping in many a way;
THE Lord showed me time to learn more, so off to college I go,
To learn how to be a minister for Christ, and His way to show.

So now I'm 58 years of age, seeking to do right with the Lord,
It's great to preach and learn, but to understand His Word;
And I want to thankyou for coming to celebrate my special day,
Please enjoy yourselves and enjoy the meal, on this my 58th birthday.

Written 4th/6th/2012.

poem by Margaret Haig
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Shameless

(tennant/lowe)
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(ooh ah ah ooh ah ah ooh ah ooh) [hello]
(ooh ah ah ooh ah ah ooh ah ooh)
(ooh ah ah ooh ah ah ooh ah ooh)
(ooh ah ah ooh ah ah ooh ah ooh) [dahhhling - mmwah!]
[how dare you? do you know who I am? ]
[you look fabulous! - mmwah!]
I know what you think
Its clear as mud in your eyes
Were the plastic poseurs and prostitutes
Youve obviously come to despise
But you dont know nothing
Youre not hot enough to matter
You dont understand its the glamorous life
A dream that no one can shatter
Were shameless
We will do anything
To get our fifteen minutes of fame
We have no integrity
Were ready to crawl
To obtain celebrity
Well do anything at all
Im ambitious
Believe me, Im going to be big
Im a slave to glamour
Applause and clamour
My makeup, my wardrobe, my wigs
Dont call me pathetic
Im harder than youll ever guess
Relentlessly tough, for when the going gets rough
The tough get their picture in the press
Were shameless
We will do anything
To get our fifteen minutes of fame
We have no integrity
Were ready to crawl
To obtain celebrity
Well do anything at all
(anything, anything, anything at all)
(well do anything, anything, anything at all)
(well do anything, anything, anything at all)
(well do anything, anything, anything at all)
[its going perfectly alright]
[how dare you? do you know who I am? ]
[its an absolute disgrace]
Tell me you love me
Admit it, youre really impressed
Would it not amuse you
For me to seduce you

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song performed by Pet Shop Boys
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Ol 55

Well, my time went to quickly
I went lickety-splitly out to my old fifty-five
As I pulled away slowly, feelin so holy,
God knows I was feelin alive
And now the suns comin up
Im ridin with lady luck
Freeway cars and trucks
Stars beginning to fade, and I lead the parade
Just a wishin Id stayed a little longer
Lord, dont you know the feelins gettin stronger
Six in the morning, gave me no warnin
I had to be on my way
Now the cars are all passin me,
Trucks are all flashin me
Im headed home from your place
And now the suns comin up
Im ridin with lady luck
Freeway cars and trucks
Stars beginning to fade, and I lead the parade
Just a wishin Id stayed a little longer
Lord, dont you know, the feelins gettin stronger
Well, my time went to quickly
I went lickety-splitly out to my old fifty-five
As I pulled away slowly, feelin so holy,
God knows I was feelin alive
And now the suns comin up, yes it is
Im ridin with lady luck
Freeway cars and trucks
Freeway cars and trucks,
Ridin with lady luck
Freeway cars and trucks,
Ridin with lady luck
Freeway cars and trucks
Ridin with lady luck...

song performed by Eagles
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Made Of Stone

Your knuckles whiten on the wheel
The last thing that your hands will feel
Your final flight can't be delayed

No earth just sky it's so serene
Your pink fat lips let go a scream
You fry and melt I love the scene

Sometimes I fantasize
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me

Don't these times
Fill your eyes
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Is anybody home?

I'm standing warm against the cold
Now that the flames have taken hold
At least you left your life in style

And for as far as I can see
Tin twisted grills grin back at me
Bad money dies I love the scene

Sometimes I fantasize
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me

Don't these times
Fill your eyes
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Is anybody home

Sometimes I fantasize
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me

Don't these times
Fill your eyes
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Are you made of stone

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song performed by The Stone Roses from The Stone Roses
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Wonderful

{chorus]
[R KELLY (ASHANTI)]
If it wasn't for the money, cars and movies stars and jewels
And all these things I got
I wonder, hey
Would you still want me (Want you)
Would you still be calling me (Still calling you)
You be loving me? (I'll be loving you)
[JA RULE]
Wanna keep you flawed with no dough
Pimpin ain't easy
Trust me I know
When gangstas and hos
Go go go go go go together
Like chinchilla and bad weather
I'm good but been better
All my bros, chedda and glamorous things
Copped a few cars
A crib with a east and west wing
Cuz this is how I'm livin and y'all women know the secrets
Of how to get it and keep it
How to prey on my weakness
Cuz I want the p-u-s-s-y
Got a lotta niggaz wonderin it ain't just i
Gotta keep ya cash comin and that's on my life
If it wasn't for the money and the things I got
Shit, she probably wouldn't like me
But I keep her and irv and jeffrey quite icy
Sip seraphin
Who doesn't like me
And the murderous I-n-c
[Chorus]
If it wasn't for the money, cars and movies stars and jewels
And all these things I got
I wonder, hey
Would you still want me (Want you)
Would you still be calling me (Still calling you)
You be loving me? (I'll be loving you)
[ASHANTI RAP]
Now, how many nights does it take to make you,
To be my love, through all these years?
Done had yo kids.
How could you wonder, hey-yeah?
See, I was wit you through the rain and thunder,
And all that cryin and that pain who-cha-grunda.
Now, tell me baby, do you still wonder, hey-yeah?
Cause Im that chick from I-N-C;
Some try to front, but then, chicks aint me.
Straight to the top, yall all gon see; all my ladies say (uhhh-uhhh-uhhh-uhhh).
Its no wonder why we still here (R. Kelly: Gaw.),

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song performed by Ashanti
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Superstar

Who's that girl that considers her self a super woman and
Who's that girl thats independent and hard working and
Who's that girl that can cook and got some good lovin' and
whos that girl that can take it down on her man and turn it into something
[Chorus]
You's a superstar
thats what you are
money, clothes and fancy cars
So high your on the top
You's a superstar
that's what you are
money, clothes and fancy cars
so high your on the top
Tell me who's that man with them 20 inches under that wide body benz and who's that man
sitting in VIP just a thuggin'
and who's that man all the ladies are kissin and huggin
tell me whos that man that the whole ghetto is lovin'
[Chorus]
You's a superstar
thats what you are
money, clothes and fancy cars
So high your on the top
You's a superstar
that's what you are
money, clothes and fancy cars
so high your on the top
Tell me y'all who's that girl that looks so good and dress so sexy
and Who's that girl thats got me wanting her next to me
and who's that girl that with one look can knock me of my feet
and who's that girl that can take me striaght into extasy
[Chorus]
You's a superstar
thats what you are
money, clothes and fancy cars
So high your on the top
You's a superstar
that's what you are
money, clothes and fancy cars
so high your on the top
Tell me y'all Who's that man that considers himself to be full grown
and whos that man that claims the world to be his own
and who's that man with a gentle heart and a pleasent tone
but when you mess with his money
he's quick to go upside you

song performed by Isley Brothers
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Wonderful (Remix) (Feat. Ja Rule & R

Wonderful (Remix)?
(Featuring R. Kelly and Ja Rule)
(Intro- Harmony: R. Kelly)
Huuuummmha, ha, ha, huuummm.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
(Chorus: R. Kelly and Ashanti)
(R. Kelly:) If it wasnt for the money, cars and movies stars and jewels
And all these things I got, I wonder, hey.
Would you still want me (Ashanti: Want you)?
Would you still be calling me (Ashanti: Still calling you)?
You be loving me (Ashanti: Ill be loving you, uhhh-uhhh-uhhh-uhhh)?
(Rap: Ja Rule: Verse 1)
Wanna keep you flawed with no dough?
Pimpin aint easy. Trust me I know.
When gangstas and hos,
Go, go, go, go, go, go together like chinchilla and bad weather,
Im good but been better.
All my bros, chedda and glamorous things, copped a few cars.
A crib with a east and west wing.
Cause this is how Im livin and yall women know the secrets of how to get it and keep it, how to prey on my weakness,
Cause I want the P-U-S-S-Y.
Got a lotta niggaz wonderin it aint just I,
Gotta keep ya cash comin and that's on my life.
If it wasnt for the money and the things I got,
Shit, she probably wouldnt like me.
But I keep her and Irv and Jeffrey quite icy
Sip seraphin.
Who doesnt like me and the Murderous I-N-C?
(Chorus: R. Kelly and Ashanti)
(R. Kelly:) If it wasnt for the money, cars and movies stars and jewels
And all these things I got, I wonder, hey.
Would you still want me (Ashanti: Want you)?
Would you still be calling me (Ashanti: Still calling you)?
You be loving me (Ashanti: Ill be loving you, uhhh-uhhh-uhhh-uhhh)?
(Rap: Ja Rule [and R. Kelly]: Verse 2)
I wonder why love is about money
and why you wanna take it all from me?
Honey,
My life is dark but its lovely.
Crimes, cars, cribs.
Aint that right Kelly
(R. Kelly: Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh!)?
Yall bitches dont know,
Money aint a thang.
Mami need a lil change,
Girl, Im pitchin quarters.
Closest to the arches but live in a fortress.

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Made Of Stone (808 State Remix)

Your knuckles whiten on the wheel
The last thing that your hands will feel
your final flight can't be delayed
No earth just sky it's so serene
Your pink fat lips let go a scream
You fry and melt I love the scene
Sometimes I fantasize
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Don't these times fill your eyes
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Is anybody home?
I'm standing warm against the cold
Now that the flames have taken hold
At least you left your life in style
And for as far as I can see
Tin twisted grills grin back at me
Bad money dies I love the scene
Sometimes I fantasize
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Don't these times
Fill your eyes
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Is anybody home
Sometimes I fantasize
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Don't these times
Fill your eyes
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Are you made of stone

song performed by Stone Roses
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Made Of Stone

Your knuckles whiten on the wheel
The last thing that your hands will feel
Your final flight cant be delayed
No earth, just sky its so surreal
Your pink fat lips let go a scream
You fry and melt I love the scene
Sometimes I fantasise
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Dont these times fill your eyes
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Is anybody home?
Im standing warm against the cold
Now that the flames have taken hold
At least you left your life in style
And for far as I can see
Ten twisted grills grin back at me
Bad money dies I love the scene
Sometimes I fantasise
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Dont these times fill your eyes
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Is anybody home?
Sometimes I fantasise
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Dont these times fill your eyes
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Are you made of stone?

song performed by Stone Roses
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The Battle of Cuito Cuanavale

I. Outnumbered by armour (A reply to William Shakespeare)

Outnumbered by armour
and by men we met the enemy,
FAPLA and Cubans under Russian leadership
and the men accompanying me
was very worried
and wished for the whole
of the seventh armoured division
to have been deployed.

I said to the men
in the armoured car with me
that if we must die here in vain,
the fewer men it be
but if we grasp the victory
the world will know
that we are brave and honourable men
capable of destroying whatever faces us.

Weary I told them that our ancestors
faced a outnumbering enemy
against Dingaan and won effectively
as they were in the hand of God
and so were we.

Colonel Deon Ferreira send us straight in,
from Rundu
(heading north-west after crossing the border)
to intercept the 47th enemy FAPLA / Cuban (armoured) brigade.

At the same time UNITA were repulsing
the16th FAPLA (infantry) brigade
north of the Lomba River
that was trying to take Cunjamba.

We were hitting hard directly from the south,
surprising the 47th enemy (armoured) Brigade,
virtually destroying it
at the junction
of the Lomba and Cuzizi Rivers

fighting with armoured cars
against tanks
hitting fast and then driving away at speed,
like on commando our ancestors did
during the Anglo Boer war
fighting day and night
till the field, the air was filled with gore

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poem by Gert Strydom
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Shift Over

Shift over and let me slide near you.
I hope you are awake to help me demonstrate,
Those needs I have for you like yours for me...
As said in the bed where nothing is left untouched,
Or left to awaken my fantasies.

Shift over and let me slide near you.

I don't know why,
But you seem to never get it.
It is only you and me,
And what makes this a good receipe.
To keep between us forever.

Shift over and let me slide near you.

I know you did not drive me here,
To stay stiff and shiftless to lay in park!
I'm not here to be a begging receiver either.
I've got to howl like I'm sparked by the dark.

Shift over and let me slide near you.

Ohhhh...you shifted to cruise.

Shift over and let me slide near you.
I hope you are awake to help me demonstrate,
Those needs I have for you like yours for me...
As said in the bed where nothing is left untouched,
Or left to awaken my fantasies.

Ohhhh...you shifted to cruise.

Oh my why do I,
Walk into these things?
And...
Oh my why do I,
Feel the 'victim' as it seems to me.

Ohhhh...you shifted to cruise.

Shift over and let me slide near you.

I don't know why,
But you seem to never get it.
It is only you and me,
And what makes this a good receipe.
To keep between us forever.

Shift over and let me slide near you,

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Portobello Road

Getting hung up all day on smiles
Walking down portobello road for miles
Greeting strangers in indian boots,
Yellow ties and old brown suits
Growing old is my only danger
Cuckoo clocks, and plastic socks
Lampshades of old antique leather
Nothing looks weird, not even a beard
Or the boots made out of feathers
Ill keep walking miles til I feel
A broom beneath my feet
Or the hawking eyes of an old stuffed bull across the street
Nothings the same if you see it again
Itll be broken down to litter
Oh, and the clothes
Everyone know that that dress will never fit her
Getting hung up all day on smiles
Walking down portobello road for miles
Greeting strangers in indian boots,
Yellow ties and old brown suits
Growing old is my only danger
Cuckoo clocks, and plastic socks
Lampshades of old antique leather
Nothing looks weird, not even a beard
Or the boots made out of feathers
Ill keep walking miles til I feel
A broom beneath my feet
Or the hawking eyes of an old stuffed bull across the street
Nothings the same if you see it again
Itll be broken down to litter
Oh, and the clothes
Everyone know that that dress will never fit her
Getting hung up all day on smiles
Walking down portobello road for miles
Greeting strangers in indian boots,
Yellow ties and old brown suits
Growing old is my only danger

song performed by Cat Stevens
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Overnight Celebrity

(feat. Kanye West)
[Intro: Twista]
Oh you didnt think we can do it again...?
Twista...
Kanye West...
From Po pimpin' to Poppin' tags...
From champions to Slow Jamz...
Oh baby...
We can even make you an overnight celebrity...
Know what I'm sayin'?
[Chorus: Kanye West]
(Why don't we...)
Play somethin' these hoes'll like
Drive whips i know they like
Twista you told 'em right...
[Twista] I can make you a celebrity overnight...
Give you ice like Kobe wife...
We sort of like goldie right...
Tha way we mold 'em right...
[Twista] I can make you a celebrity overnight...
[Twista]
Girl I see you in them apple bottom jeans, chinchilla on yo back I wanna know yo name,
Girl don't twist it I can throw yo brain, put you in tha chameleon 04 range,
Still sexy when you smoke that flame, jerkin' like a chicken when you throw that thang,
She got me hotter than an oven tha way that she talk, twitchin' and freaky so I'm lovin' tha
way that she walk,
You lookin' good girl you oughta be in pictures... Listen to me I see yo career goin' sky
high,
Takin' you home to the crib in the Chi and everytime I see your thighs I cry when i drive by,
Watch it you should bring a thrill, got tha fellas on some Johnny Gills steady screamin "My,
my, my, my,"
Walk on tha carpet wit tha diamonds that flick in tha dark, kickin' it on tha couch and 106

song performed by Twista
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Celebrate

Celebrate, celebrate
Dance to the music ...
Slippin' away, sittin' on a pillow
Waitin' for night to fall
Girl in a dream, sittin' on a pillow
This is the night
We're going to the celebrity ball
Satin and lace, isn't it a pity
Didn't find time to call
Ready or not
Gonna make it to the city
This is the night
We're going to the celebrity ball
Dress up tonight, why be lonely
You'll stay at home
And you'll be alone
So why be lonely
Celebrate, celebrate
Dance to the music ...
Sittin' alone, sittin' on a pillow
Waitin' to climb the wall
Maybe tonight
Wherever your dream goes
Woman alive
We're going to the celebrity ball
Dress up tonight, why be lonely
You'll stay at home
And you'll be alone
So why be lonely
Celebrate, celebrate
Dance to the music ...

song performed by Uriah Heep
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