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Chi McBride

You have to take some dramatic license just to make it entertaining sometimes.

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Stop Being So Dramatic

You tell me what you think and mean.
But why you don't,
Let it go!

When we're walking in the streets,
There's always a scene.
And under spotlight...
You begin your show.

Let it go.
Your past and those bitter things.
Let it go.
Why can't,
You let it go.

Does your happiness mean anything?
Then you've got to let stuff go!

Let it go.
Stop being so dramatic.

Let it go.
Stop being,
Those worst of fanatics.

Let it go.
Stop being so dramatic.
Let it go.
Stop being,
The worst of fanatics.

You spend your days fantasizing from your window.
Locked up tight without a social life.
And you tell 'me' I'm growing old.
But I'm not sitting with my eyes half closed.
Or watching my life pass by...
From a window.

Let it go.
Your past and those bitter things.
Let it go.
Why can't,
You let it go.

Let it go.
Stop being so dramatic.
Let it go.
Stop being,
The worst of fanatics.
Let it go.

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License To Chill

(Jimmy Buffett)
Work, work, work
Big pile of it and the boss is a jerk.
I just want to disappear
Wishin' I was somewhere other than here.
Livin' for the weekend,
Jumpin' off the deep end,
With just enough money to buy
A license to chill
And I believe I will
Let the rat race run, roll around in the sun until
Trouble turns funny, songs get sung
A little bit of money, the night's still young
Leave me alone I've got a license,
A license to chill
(Kenny Chesney)
Girls, girls, girls
Ain't nothin' like them in the whole wide world.
So damn smart and cute,
And it's amazing what they pass off as a bathing suit.
Winners and losers
Sailors and cruisers
We're all qualified, for a license to chill
And I believe I will
Let the rat race run, roll around in the sun until
Trouble turns funny, songs get sung
A little bit of money, the night's still young
Leave me alone I've got a license,
A license to chill
(Both)
License to chill
And I believe I will
Let the rat race run, roll around in the sun until
Trouble turns funny, songs get sung
One good samba lasts all night long
Leave me alone I've got a license,
A license to chill
A license to chill
(Jimmy spoken)
Ramos go rent me a coupe deville
Hey KL, where's that barbecue grill
Head on down to Margaritaville
Have me a cheeseburger with a big pickle dill
Jesus, I sound kinda mentally ill
I guess I better go turn on Dr Phil

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License To Thrill

Breath of life
For which a man must grieve
Blood of love
Into my heart
Tonight well dream
A license to thrill
Ill sing you on girl
Ill make you high world
Lovers turn again to dreams
Oh tonight
A license to thrill
I hear voices
Screaming louder
Seem to break a spell
Watcha gonna do
I hear voices
Singing louder
Oh yeah oh yeah
Breathe tonight
And slowly come down
Into my heart
Tonight well dream
A license to thrill
Oh sleeper
Yes, restless dreamer,
She comes, face her
Untie your lips
Ill turn you on girl
You make me high world
Turn again to dreams
Untie your hips
And with
Animal grace
Embrace her
Oh the taste
A license to thrill
I hear voices
Screaming louder
Seem to break a spell
Watcha gonna do
I hear voices
Screaming louder
Sing a farewell
Watcha gonna do
I hear voices
Screaming louder
Screaming louder into the night
Try to break a spell
I say yeah
Sing a last farewell

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Communication

Light beams from outer space
Drifting to your satellite
Your dish responds
Communication disinformation
So entertaining
Blood money blood money
Its wild in here
Theres a girl on the floor
Shes gonna blow this place apart
Gonna take us all
All away
Communication disinformation
So entertaining
Blood money blood money
Its wild out here
You should see the light
]from the crown of the king
The king of the night
Spinning metal blue satellite
Your dish responds
Communication disinformation
So entertaining
Blood money blood money
Its wild out here
Situations alright
Gonna keep up the lies
And our version of life
I wont leave this dirty place
Ill stay here til the end
The lights are on
So action man
Show us the truth
Communication disinformation
So entertaining
Blood money blood money
Theres a war out here
Theres a bomb on the floor
Gonna blow this place apart
Gonna take this show away

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Angels Unaware

Words & music: michael w. smith & wayne kirkpatrick
Maybe there's a light in my soul
Maybe it flickers like a neon sign outside an abandoned hotel
Maybe there are things you just can't know
But can you say there are no mysteries in the house you choose to dwell
Maybe we are entertaining angels unaware
Maybe there's a place where we will fly
But some say god is dead like nietzsche said and faith has made me a fool
But maybe there is more than meets the eye
Who's that stranger there beside you? don't be smug and don't be cruel
Maybe we are entertaining angels unaware
Battles of the heart and of the mind
We stay caught in mental purgatory 'til our existence can be defined
Meanwhile on the shores of parallel
There may be a holy conference held somewhere discussing all mankind
Maybe we are entertaining angels unaware
I say maybe we are entertaining angels unaware
Angels unaware
Soaring, somewhere, longing, reaching
Searching, knowing, loving, caring
Let me take you by the hand
Lead you to the promised land
And trust him with your heart
He'll lead you home

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License To Kill

Man thinks cause he rules the earth he can do with it as he please
And if things dont change soon, he will.
Oh, man has invented his doom,
First step was touching the moon.
Now, theres a woman on my block,
She just sit there as the night grows still.
She say who gonna take away his license to kill?
Now, they take him and they teach him and they groom him for life
And they set him on a path where hes bound to get ill,
Then they bury him with stars,
Sell his body like they do used cars.
Now, theres a woman on my block,
She just sit there facin the hill.
She say who gonna take away his license to kill?
Now, hes hell-bent for destruction, hes afraid and confused,
And his brain has been mismanaged with great skill.
All he believes are his eyes
And his eyes, they just tell him lies.
But theres a woman on my block,
Sitting there in a cold chill.
She say who gonna take away his license to kill?
Ya may be a noisemaker, spirit maker,
Heartbreaker, backbreaker,
Leave no stone unturned.
May be an actor in a plot,
That might be all that you got
til your error you clearly learn.
Now he worships at an altar of a stagnant pool
And when he sees his reflection, hes fulfilled.
Oh, man is opposed to fair play,
He wants it all and he wants it his way.
Now, theres a woman on my block,
She just sit there as the night grows still.
She say who gonna take away his license to kill?

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School Boy Heart

[transcribed by chris w]
School boy heart
By: jimmy buffett & matt betton
1996
I got a school boy heart, a novelist eye
Stout sailors legs and a license to fly
I came with nomad feet and some wandering toes
That walk up my longboard and hang off the nose
I suppose
The need to focus never arose
So something like a swiss army knife
Thats my life
Frankenstein had nothing on this body of mine
The villagers still flockin to see, to see me
Breaking free, breaking free
Cause I got a school boy heart, a novelist eye
Stout sailors legs and a license to fly
I got a bartenders ear and beachcombers style
Piratical nerve and a vaudevillian style
I suspect I died in some cosmic shipwreck
With all hands spread all over the deck
What the heck
Then some kind of obscene and unscrupulous mind
Began to pick up what he could find
Added ice, shook me twice, rolled the dice
Now I got a school boy heart, a novelist eye
A sailors legs and a license to fly
I got a native tongue from way down south
It sits in the cheek of my gulf coastal mouth
I got a school boy heart, a novelist eye
Stout sailors legs and a license to fly
I came with nomad feet and some wandering toes
That glide up my longboard and hang off the nose
[in case theres any interest, right before banana wind, jimmy sez
Meetcha at the end meetcha at the end.]

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Kitsch Object

Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying, go and plant a tree
With artistic license, always comes for free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
Snook your way backstage
Paris sets the rage
Coursing on your brain
So now I slip away
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying, go and plant a tree
With artistic license, always comes for free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
Weightless.. bare.. faithless... scared
Know that bitches face? ?
All seen better days
So quick to blow your fuse
But thats the life you choose
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying, go and plant a tree
With artistic license, always comes for free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
Weightless.. bare.. faithless... scared
Snook yourself backstage
Paris sets the rage
Coursing on your brain
So now I slip away
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying now, go and plant a tree
With poetic license, always comes for free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
Weightless.. bare.. faithless... scared

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Kitsch Object (live)

Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying, go and plant a tree
With artistic license, always comes for free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
Snook your way backstage
Paris sets the rage
coursing on your brain
so now I slip away
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying, go and plant a tree
With artistic license, always comes for free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
Weightless.. Bare.. Faithless... Scared
Know that bitches face??
All seen better days
So quick to blow your fuse
But that's the life you choose
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying, go and plant a tree
With artistic license, always comes for free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
Weightless.. Bare.. Faithless... Scared
Snook yourself backstage
Paris sets the rage
coursing on your brain
so now I slip away
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying now, go and plant a tree
With poetic license, always comes for free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
Weightless.. Bare.. Faithless... Scared
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License To Kill

Man thinks 'cause he rules the earth he can do with it as he please
And if things don't change soon, he will.
'Cause man has invented his doom,
The first step was touching the moon.
Now, there's a woman on my block,
She just sits there as the night gets still.
She says who will take away his license to kill?
Now, they take him and they teach him and they groom him for life
And they set him on a path where he's bound to get ill,
And they bury him with stars,
Sell his body like they do used cars.
But there's a woman on my block,
She just sits there facin' the hill.
She says who will take away his license to kill?
Now, he's hell-bent for destruction, he's afraid and confused,
And his brain has been mismanaged with great skill.
Until all he believes are his eyes
And his eyes just tell him lies.
But there's a woman on my block,
Sitting there in a cold chill.
She says who will take away his license to kill?
Now he worships at an altar of a stagnant pool
And when he sees his reflection, he's fulfilled.
Oh, man wants it all his own way,
And he is opposed to fair play.
But there's a woman on my block,
She just sits there as the night grows still.
She say who will take away his license to kill?

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License To Kill

Man thinks 'cause he rules the earth he can do with it as he please
And if things don't change soon, he will.
'Cause man has invented his doom,
The first step was touching the moon.
Now, there's a woman on my block,
She just sits there as the night gets still.
She says who will take away his license to kill?
Now, they take him and they teach him and they groom him for life
And they set him on a path where he's bound to get ill,
And they bury him with stars,
Sell his body like they do used cars.
But there's a woman on my block,
She just sits there facin' the hill.
She says who will take away his license to kill?
Now, he's hell-bent for destruction, he's afraid and confused,
And his brain has been mismanaged with great skill.
Until all he believes are his eyes
And his eyes just tell him lies.
But there's a woman on my block,
Sitting there in a cold chill.
She says who will take away his license to kill?
Now he worships at an altar of a stagnant pool
And when he sees his reflection, he's fulfilled.
Oh, man wants it all his own way,
And he is opposed to fair play.
But there's a woman on my block,
She just sits there as the night grows still.
She say who will take away his license to kill?

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Alexander Pope

An Essay on Criticism

Part I

INTRODUCTION. That it is as great a fault to judge ill as to write ill, and a more dangerous one to the public. That a true Taste is as rare to be found as a true Genius. That most men are born with some Taste, but spoiled by false education. The multitude of Critics, and causes of them. That we are to study our own Taste, and know the limits of it. Nature the best guide of judgment. Improved by Art and rules, which are but methodized Nature. Rules derived from the practice of the ancient poets. That therefore the ancients are necessary to be studied by a Critic, particularly Homer and Virgil. Of licenses, and the use of them by the ancients. Reverence due to the ancients, and praise of them.


'Tis hard to say if greater want of skill
Appear in writing or in judging ill;
But of the two less dangerous is th'offence
To tire our patience than mislead our sense:
Some few in that, but numbers err in this;
Ten censure wrong for one who writes amiss;
A fool might once himself alone expose;
Now one in verse makes many more in prose.

'Tis with our judgments as our watches, none
Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
In Poets as true Genius is but rare,
True Taste as seldom is the Critic's share;
Both must alike from Heav'n derive their light,
These born to judge, as well as those to write.
Let such teach others who themselves excel,
And censure freely who have written well;
Authors are partial to their wit, 'tis true,
But are not Critics to their judgment too?

Yet if we look more closely, we shall find
Most have the seeds of judgment in their mind:
Nature affords at least a glimm'ring light;
The lines, tho' touch'd but faintly, are drawn right:
But as the slightest sketch, if justly traced,
Is by ill col'ring but the more disgraced,
So by false learning is good sense defaced:
Some are bewilder'd in the maze of schools,
And some made coxcombs Nature meant but fools:
In search of wit these lose their common sense,
And then turn Critics in their own defence:
Each burns alike, who can or cannot write,
Or with a rival's or an eunuch's spite.
All fools have still an itching to deride,
And fain would be upon the laughing side.
If Mævius scribble in Apollo's spite,
There are who judge still worse than he can write.

Some have at first for Wits, then Poets pass'd;
Turn'd Critics next, and prov'd plain Fools at last.
Some neither can for Wits nor Critics pass,
As heavy mules are neither horse nor ass.
Those half-learn'd witlings, numerous in our isle,
As half-form'd insects on the banks of Nile;
Unfinish'd things, one knows not what to call,

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To Set Dramatic Attitudes To Get Bent

The language that you at times speak,
Immediately forces me...
To disagree.
And yet somehow your message spoken,
Is as clear as can be.

The manner that you keep sometimes,
Is harsh for me to be near.
But I must say,
I am relieved...
To have you with me here.

I admit my understanding has not been,
My best testament.
And I try not to submit,
To my vocal sentiments.
And my head gets thick with a defensiveness.

Oh yes,
I can be defensive...
When the wrong meaning is sent!
To set dramatic attitudes to get bent.

I admit my understanding has not been,
My best testament.
And I try not to submit,
To my vocal sentiments.
And my head gets thick with a defensiveness,
To set dramatic attitudes to get bent...
Oh yes,
To set dramatic attitudes to get bent...
Unmeant,
To set dramatic attitudes to get bent.

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My Parties

Well this is my back yard
My back gate
I hate to start my parties late
Heres the party cart
Aint that great ?
That aint the best part baby
Just wait
Thats a genuine weathervane
It moves with the breeze
Portable hammock honey
Who needs trees
Its casual entertaining
We aim to please
At my parties
Check out the shingles
Its brand new
Excuse me while I mingle
Hi, how are you
Hey everybody
Let me give you a toast
This ones for me
The host with the most
Its getting a trifle colder
Step inside my home
Thats a brass toilet tissue holder with its own telephone
Thats musical doorbell
It dont ring, I aint kiddin
It plays america the beautiful and tie a yellow ribbon
Boy, this punch is a trip
Its o.k. in my book
Here, take a sip
Maybe little heaven on the fruit
Ah, here comes the dip
You may kiss the cook
Let me show you honey
Its easy - look
You take a fork and spire em
Say, did you try these ?
So glad you like em
The secrets in the cheese
Its casual entertaining
We aim to please
At my parties
Now dont talk to me about the polar bear
Dont talk to me about ozone layer
Aint so much of anything these days, even the air
Theyre running out of rhinos
What do I care ?
Lets hear it for the dolphin
Lets hear it for the trees

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Entertaining the Absence of Logic

There are still those who are amply baited,
Who remain over medicated...
With hallucinations they satiate.
And prescribed just the right mix,
Of delusions to keep them fixed.
With a bombardment of mental distractions...
To ensure denial and truth is resisted.

There are still those who are amply baited,
Who remain over medicated...
With hallucinations they satiate.
The time to awaken their minds has passed.
Addicted to fantasize and this will last.
As they have been treated to dismiss,
All elements of reality in their consciousness.

Confirming with validation the admittance of conflict.
Entertaining the absence of logic and common sense.
Numbed and insisting this existence persists.
Entertaining the absence of logic and common sense.
Numbed and insisting this existence persists.
Entertaining the absence of logic and common sense.
Confirming with validation the admittance of conflict.

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With That Moan On

Long lost in the game and schemes.
And far from entertaining,
Is your...
Toxic mind that never stops.
And your...
Willingness to be on top.
And your...
Way of unchanging.
And your...
Thinking that you're everything.

Doing anything to be seen on top,
Is an ego you have that should be dropped.

Long lost in the game and schemes.
And far from entertaining,
Is your...
Toxic mind that never stops.
And your...
Willingness to be on top.
And your...
Way of unchanging.
And your...
Thinking that you're everything.

Nothing that you do is of a benefit,
To anyone that listens to your selfishness.
With that moan on...
When you don't get your way.
With that moan on...
Heard every single day.
And that moan on...
Drives everybody away,
Because that ego is on display.
With that moan on...
When you don't get your way.
With that moan on...
Heard every single day.
And that moan on...
Drives everybody away,
Because that ego is on display.

Long lost in the game and schemes.
And far from entertaining,
Is your...
Toxic mind that never stops.
And your...
Willingness to be on top.
And your...
Way of unchanging.

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Drivin Thunder

By stephen stills & neil young
People put me down, say that Im a fool
But I got news for them
I aint never going back to driving school.
And I aint too good with numbers
And Ive just run out of fuel
Here comes another corner baby
Let me demonstrate my slide rule.
Drivin thunder, rollin down the highway
Just one way to go, just one way to go.
Just one way to go, hey hey, and thats my way.
I stopped into the courthouse
I had to pay some bills
Got talking with the judge
About the finer points of my driving skills.
He said son, you only drive that way
Tryin to get your thrills
But bear in mind your drivers license
Aint never been no license to kill.
Drivin thunder, rollin down the highway
Just one way to go, just one way to go.
Just one way to go, hey hey, and thats my way.
Driving school,
Slide rule,
Driving skills,
License to kill.
Drivin thunder, rollin down the highway
Just one way to go, just one way to go.
Just one way to go, hey hey, and thats my way.

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Song of the Squatter

The Commissioner bet me a pony—I won,
So he cut off exactly two-thirds of my run;
For he said I was making a fortune too fast,
And profit gained slower the longer would last.

He remarked, as devouring my mutton he sat,
That I suffered my sheep to grow sadly too fat;
That they wasted waste land, did prerogative brown,
And rebelliously nibbled the droits of the Crown;

That the creek that divided my station in two
Showed that Nature designed that two fees should be due.
Mr. Riddle assured me’t was paid but for show,
But he kept it and spent it, that ’s all that I know.

The commissioner fined me because I forgot
To return an old ewe that was ill of the rot,
And a poor wry-necked lamb that we kept for a pet;
And he said it was treason such things to forget.

The commissioner pounded my cattle because
They had mumbled the scrub with their famishing jaws
On the part of the run he had taken away,
And he sold them by auction the costs to defray.

The border police they were out all the day
To look for some thieves who had ransacked my dray;
But the thieves they continued in quiet and peace,
For they ’d robbed it themselves, had the border police!

When the white thieves had left me the black thieves appeared,
My shepherds they waddied, my cattle they speared;
But from fear of my license I said not a word,
For I knew it was gone if the Government heard.

The commissioner’s bosom with anger was filled
Against me because my poor shepherd was killed;
So he straight took away the last third of my run,
And got it transferred to the name of his son.

The son had from Cambridge been lately expelled,
And his license for preaching most justly withheld!
But this is no cause, the commissioner says,
Why he should not be fit for my license to graze.

The cattle, that had not been sold at the pound,
He took with the run at five shillings all round,
And the sheep the blacks left me at sixpence a head,—
A very good price, the commissioner said.

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It Wasnt My Idea To Dance

The people throwing pennies in my soup
Expecting me to be ashamed of you
Now my needs are growing and Im groping round
I am really groping round
We didnt break until the morning
One dramatic glance
Now its too late to want your freedom
It wasnt my idea to dance
The prince of thunder gave his warning speech
His talons dared to grasp you from my reach
Once again you clutch me to your warming breast
Now I lay me down to rest
We didnt break until the morning
One dramatic glance
Now its too late to want your freedom
It wasnt my idea to dance
As dawn is nearing
Im hearing tearful music
So I have given you the will to weep
For now youre at your last and final peak
Dangerously the past it explodes about by ears
Loudly ringing through my ears
We didnt break until the morning
One dramatic glance
Now its too late to want your freedom
It wasnt my idea to dance
It wasnt my idea to dance

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Ryan Gosling

I don't like to be entertaining. I don't like the feeling of being entertaining. If there was a musical or a comedy that was not just for entertainment but was rooted in something I could relate to on a real level, then I think I would do it.

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