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Disgrace Of My Existence

I was a teddy once 
now i am a junk 
sitting in a junk yard 
I found myself like a 
like a useless stuff... 
One of them... 
Like burden of the world,  
Like cause of disease, like a 
like disdained... 
Huh.. 
You can not understand it 
its apart from geometry 
apart from algebra.. 
Its about philosophy... 
Once upon a time,  
I was your part of your tears 
sorrows 
but now all tears dried up.. 
Everything messed.. 
Fate is gone.. 
Faith has been disappear... 
Trust been broken.. 
Love got fade..like a 
like a wither rose.. 
Now frustration all around me.. 
Feed it.. 
Eat it.. 
Ases of my existence is creeping from the edge.. Like a 
Like a cigarette..

poem by Utsav Patel
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Froggie Went A Courtin

1. frog went a-courtin, and he did ride, uh-huh,
Frog went a-courtin, and he did ride, uh-huh,
Frog went a-courtin, and he did ride.
With a sword and a pistol by his side, uh-huh.
2. well he rode up to miss mouseys door, uh-huh,
Well he rode up to miss mouseys door, uh-huh,
Well he rode up to miss mouseys door.
Gave three loud raps and a very big roar, uh-huh.
3. said, miss mouse, are you within? uh-huh,
Said he, miss mouse, are you within? uh-huh,
Said, miss mouse, are you within?
Yes, kind sir, I sit and spin, uh-huh.
4. he took miss mousey on his knee, uh-huh,
Took miss mousey on his knee, uh-huh,
Took miss mousey on his knee.
Said, miss mousey, will you marry me? uh-huh.
5. without my uncle rats consent, uh-huh
Without my uncle rats consent, uh-huh
Without my uncle rats consent.
I wouldnt marry the president, uh-huh
6. uncle rat laughed and he shook his fat sides, uh-huh,
Uncle rat laughed and he shook his fat sides, uh-huh,
Uncle rat laughed and he shook his fat sides,.
To think his niece would be a bride, uh-huh.
7. uncle rat went runnin downtown, uh-huh,
Uncle rat went runnin downtown, uh-huh,
Uncle rat went runnin downtown.
To buy his niece a wedding gown, uh-huh
8. where shall the wedding supper be? uh-huh,
Where shall the wedding supper be? uh-huh,
Where shall the wedding supper be?
Way down yonder in a hollow tree, uh-huh
9. what should the wedding supper be? uh-huh,
What should the wedding supper be? uh-huh,
What should the wedding supper be?
Fried mosquito in a black-eye pea, uh-huh.
10. well, first to come in was a flyin moth, uh-huh,
First to come in was a flyin moth, uh-huh,
First to come in was a flyin moth.
She laid out the table cloth, uh-huh.
11. next to come in was a juney bug, uh-huh,
Next to come in was a juney bug, uh-huh,
Next to come in was a juney bug.
She brought the water jug, uh-huh.
12. next to come in was a bumbley bee, uh-huh
Next to come in was a bumbley bee, uh-huh
Next to come in was a bumbley bee.
Sat mosquito on his knee, uh-huh.
13. next to come in was a broken black flea, uh-huh,
Next to come in was a broken black flea, uh-huh,

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song performed by Bob Dylan
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Oh My God

Oh my god
(oh my God)
Ive been saved
I saw the light today and it flung me back to the edge
Oh my god
What are you asking of me?
What have I done to you lately that could make you treat me so badly?
Oh my god
Ive been sitting by the fence
Wondering which one of you Im going to visit in the end
This is the world, brother, as you made it to be
Whatever in it of strife and pain, you put there for us to see
For us to see
And I see it
Thats the way, uh huh uh huh, I like it, uh huh uh huh
Yeah, thats the way, uh huh uh huh, I like it, uh huh uh huh
Yeah, thats the way, uh huh uh huh, I like it, uh huh uh huh
Yeah, thats the way, uh huh uh huh
You should wash your hair first, uh huh uh huh
Im going out tonight, gonna get it on
Im gonna go to the bar
Gonna spend all my money, innit that funny?
Thats the way, uh huh uh huh, I like it, uh huh uh huh
Thats the way, uh huh uh huh, I like it, uh huh uh huh
Thats the way, uh huh uh huh, I like it, uh huh uh huh
Yeah, thats the way, uh huh uh huh
You should hold me down, cross my legs
Here it comes now
You can feel it stretching down the street like two pairs of legs
Theyre walking your way
And you like it, you like it
Yeah, thats the way, uh huh uh huh, I like it, uh huh uh huh
Yeah, thats the way, uh huh uh huh
You would like it, uh huh uh huh
You would like it if I played that way
Thats the way, uh huh uh huh
Thats the way, uh huh uh huh
Thats the way, uh huh uh huh
I like it

song performed by Liz Phair
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Oh My God / Thats The Way I Like It

Oh my god
(oh my God)
Ive been saved
I saw the light today and it flung me back to the edge
Oh my god
What are you asking of me?
What have I done to you lately that could make you treat me so badly?
Oh my god
Ive been sitting by the fence
Wondering which one of you Im going to visit in the end
This is the world, brother, as you made it to be
Whatever in it of strife and pain, you put there for us to see
For us to see
And I see it
Thats the way, uh huh uh huh, I like it, uh huh uh huh
Yeah, thats the way, uh huh uh huh, I like it, uh huh uh huh
Yeah, thats the way, uh huh uh huh, I like it, uh huh uh huh
Yeah, thats the way, uh huh uh huh
You should wash your hair first, uh huh uh huh
Im going out tonight, gonna get it on
Im gonna go to the bar
Gonna spend all my money, innit that funny?
Thats the way, uh huh uh huh, I like it, uh huh uh huh
Thats the way, uh huh uh huh, I like it, uh huh uh huh
Thats the way, uh huh uh huh, I like it, uh huh uh huh
Yeah, thats the way, uh huh uh huh
You should hold me down, cross my legs
Here it comes now
You can feel it stretching down the street like two pairs of legs
Theyre walking your way
And you like it, you like it
Yeah, thats the way, uh huh uh huh, I like it, uh huh uh huh
Yeah, thats the way, uh huh uh huh
You would like it, uh huh uh huh
You would like it if I played that way
Thats the way, uh huh uh huh
Thats the way, uh huh uh huh
Thats the way, uh huh uh huh
I like it

song performed by Liz Phair
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The Rain

(rock the joint)
Me i'm supa fly (uh-huh)
Supa dupa fly (uh-huh)
Supa dupa fly
{singing} i can't stand the rain!
(uh) me i'm supa fly (uh-huh)
{singing} 'gainst my window
Supa dupa fly (uh-huh)
Supa dupa fly
{singing} i can't stand the rain!
(uh) me i'm supa fly (uh-huh)
{singing} 'gainst my window
Supa dupa fly (uh-huh)
Supa dupa fly
{singing} i can't stand the rain!
(uh-huh) me i'm supa fly (uh-huh)
{singing} 'gainst my window
When the rain hits my window
I take and {inhale, cough} me some indo
Me and timbaland, ooh, we sang a jangle
We so tight, that you get our styles tango
Sway on dosie-do like you loco
{singing} can we get kinky tonight?
Like coco, so-so
You don't wanna play with my yo-yo
I smoke my hydro on the dee-low
{singing} i can't stand the rain! (uh-huh, uh-huh)
{singing} 'gainst my window (against my window)
{singing} i can't stand the rain! (uh-huh, uh-huh)
{singing} 'gainst my window (against my window)
{singing} i can't stand the rain! (uh-huh, uh-huh)
{singing} 'gainst my window (against my window)
{singing} i can't stand the rain! (uh-huh, uh-huh)
{singing} 'gainst my window (say what?)
Yeah..
Beep beep, who got the keys to the jeep? v-r-rrrrrrrooooom!
(uh-huh) i'm drivin to the beach
Top down, loud sounds, see my peeps (uhh)
Give them pounds, now look who it be (who it be)
It be me me me and timothy (me me!)
Look like it's bout to rain, what a shame (uh-huh)
I got the armor-all to shine up the stain
Oh missy, try to maintain
Icky-icky-icky-icky-icky-icky-icky..
{singing} i can't stand the rain! (uh-huh, uh-huh)
(uh-huh)
{singing} i can't stand the rain! (say what? uh-huh, uh-huh)
{singing} 'gainst my window (uh-huh)
{singing} i can't stand the rain! (uh-huh, uh-huh)
{singing} 'gainst my window (yeah)

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song performed by Missy Elliott
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Potnas

This heres a record I wrote
About friendship
The kind that x
And ja 'lil was talking
When they wrote
Friends, how many of us them?
Im talking about, friends
Ones we can depend on
Im talking about friends til the end
If I loose or win
If my ? ? ? ? ? ? (wus up)
You still my friend(hell yeah)
Down for whatever(uh huh)
Tougher than leather(uh huh)
Like running tee you and me together for ever(thats right)
Lets we balling(uh huh)
Somebody calling(uh huh)
Me and my name(wus up)
We gonna be brawling(hell yeah)
Lets say we out(uh huh)
Something go down(uh huh)
5-0 around(uh oh)
You still around(true dat)
Ever since I was younger(uh huh)
Kinda always had a hunger(uh huh)
For a fairy tale friend(uh huh)
Kinda like your brother(uh huh)
Everytime I go out(uh huh)
Evertime I turn around(uh huh)
Aint gotta one around(uh huh)
What the brotha doin now(uh huh)
Youve been my friend
>from the weekend to end
We flowing, nowhere we going
Cause lord we know we been through the storm
Before the calm, life could drop a bomb
Cause jazzy we gotta bond,
Like we was in vietnam
Chorus
Everybody need a partner
To stand right by theys side
Not only down through the good times
But also down through the bad times
Everybody need a partner
To stand right by theys side
Not only down through the good times
But also down through the bad times
Now you my lady(uh huh)
Now you my baby(uh huh)
No ifs or maybes(uh uh)

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song performed by Will Smith
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Doggfather

(snoop)
I know you gonna dig this
(timbaland)
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Snoop:
I'm the doggfatha
Dig this
(timbaland)
Uh huh, uh huh say what
Snoop:
I'm the doggfatha
And you know that
(timbaland)
Uh huh uh huh
Say what say what
Snoop:
I'm the doggfatha
And you know that
Snoop:
When i wizake up in the mornin (say what)
And i get up out my bizzed (say what)
I feel gizood, oh yes i dizoo (uh)
Cuz i still can give it up on yizoo (huh)
Cuz what is all i look fizzor (uh)
In the fizee where the papers lizzone (uh-huh)
But as for mizee, i own gizees (what)
When im bustin rizzocks and ya know that (ticky ticky ticky ticky ticky)
I put down more hits than mafioso niggaz (uh-huh)
And lucky luciano bout to sing soprano
And i know, i know the way it feels (uh-huh)
And baby bubba we gon keep it on the real (huh huh huh)
Just to getcha caught up in amazement (yeahhh, what)
We talkin to cubans, so it might get dangerous (yeah, uh)
Now when it izzoo, people said oh dizzamn (uh-huh)
And let the bizzow wizzow ride the trizail ha ha (uh-huh)
How you feelin, i'm on the ceilin,
Ridin like a villain makin the killins,
Thrillin the crowd (uh-huh)
With my new hairdo (hairdo)
Outbiddin you (fo sho)
Fifty dollar socks credit thousand dollar shoes (uh-huh)
Man i give the blues to the sucka m.c.'s, who you be?
You know who i be, young nigga
Chorus:
Snoop, (timbaland):
I'm the doggfatha
(dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg fatha fatha)
And ya know that, i'm the doggfatha
(dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg fatha)
And ya know that, i'm the doggfatha

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song performed by Snoop Dogg
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How Lucy Backslid

De times is mighty stirrin' 'mong de people up ouah way,
Dey 'sputin' an' dey argyin' an' fussin' night an' day;
An' all dis monst'ous trouble dat hit meks me tiahed to tell
Is 'bout dat Lucy Jackson dat was sich a mighty belle.

She was de preachah's favoured, an' he tol' de chu'ch one night
Dat she travelled thoo de cloud o' sin a-bearin' of a light;
But, now, I 'low he t'inkin' dat she mus' 'a' los' huh lamp,
Case Lucy done backslided an' dey trouble in de camp.

Huh daddy wants to beat huh, but huh mammy daihs him to,
Fu' she lookin' at de question f'om a ooman's pint o' view;
An' she say dat now she would n't have it diff'ent ef she could;
Dat huh darter only acted jes' lak any othah would.

Cose you know w'en women argy, dey is mighty easy led
By dey hea'ts an' don't go foolin' 'bout de reasons of de haid.
So huh mammy laid de law down (she ain' reckernizin' wrong),
But you got to mek erlowance fu' de cause dat go along.

Now de cause dat made Miss Lucy fu' to th'ow huh grace away
I 's afeard won't baih no 'spection w'en hit come to jedgement day;
Do' de same t'ing been a-wo'kin' evah sence de worl' began,--
De ooman disobeyin' fu' to 'tice along a man.

Ef you 'tended de revivals which we held de wintah pas',
You kin rickolec' dat convuts was a-comin' thick an' fas';
But dey ain't no use in talkin', dey was all lef' in de lu'ch
W'en ol' Mis' Jackson's dartah foun' huh peace an' tuk de chu'ch.

W'y, she shouted ovah evah inch of Ebenezah's flo';
Up into de preachah's pulpit an' f'om dah down to de do';
Den she hugged an' squeezed huh mammy, an' she hugged an' kissed

huh dad,
An' she struck out at huh sistah, people said, lak she was mad.

I has 'tended some revivals dat was lively in my day,
An' I 's seed folks git 'uligion in mos' evah kin' o' way;
But I tell you, an' you b'lieve me dat I 's speakin' true indeed,
Dat gal tuk huh 'ligion ha'dah dan de ha'dest yit I 's seed.

Well, f'om dat, 't was 'Sistah Jackson, won't you please do dis er dat?'
She mus' allus sta't de singin' w'en dey 'd pass erroun' de hat,
An' hit seemed dey was n't nuffin' in dat chu'ch dat could go by
'Dout sistah Lucy Jackson had a finger in de pie.

But de sayin' mighty trufeful dat hit easiah to sail
W'en de sea is ca'm an' gentle dan to weathah out a gale.
Dat 's whut made dis ooman's trouble; ef de sto'm had kep' away,

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poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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I'm A Roustabout

ROUSTABOUT!"
"ROUSTABOUT!"
"Build it up... (UH-HUH)
Knock it down... (UH-HUH)
Fold it square... (UH-HUH)
Roll it around...
Throw it in the air, stick it in the ground!"
But it's too bad, (UH-HUH)
I can't get mad,
'Cause I'm a Roustabout! (UH-HUH, UH-HUH, UH-HUH)
"Tie it loose... (UH-HUH)
Make it tight... (UH-HUH)
If it's wrong, (UH-HUH)
Do it right!"
Makes me kinda feel like I wanna fight!
But it's too bad, (UH-HUH)
I can't get mad,
'Cause I'm a Roustabout! (UH-HUH, UH-HUH, UH-HUH)
Orders all day and half the night from the boss,
That guy just doesn't wanna see one minute lost!
"Stack it up, (UH-HUH)
In the rear (UH-HUH)
Better still... (UH-HUH)
Bring it here!"
Wanna take it out, stick it in his ear!
But it's too bad, (UH-HUH)
I can't get mad,
'Cause I'm a Roustabout! (UH-HUH, UH-HUH, UH-HUH)
A handyman is all I am around this place,
Everytime I turn around, he's right up in my face!
"Bring it in... (UH-HUH)
Bring it out!" (UH-HUH)
When I'm slow, (UH-HUH)
Boy, he shouts!
Gettin' awful tired, runnin' in and out!
But it's too bad, (UH-HUH)
I can't get mad,
'Cause I'm a Roustabout! (UH-HUH, UH-HUH, UH-HUH)
"ROUSTABOUT!"
"ROUSTABOUT!"
"ROUSTABOUT!"
"ROUSTABOUT!" {fades}

song performed by Elvis Presley
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Shazam!

Everybody get down huh
Everybody get down huh
Everybody get down huh
Huh huh huh huh, Shazam!
I sneak a chicken tikka
Marsala at a gala event
I represent that's stupid that's for sure
You be like "oh yeah Adam, real mature"
I'd like a lettuce, tomato and Munster on rye
All this cheese is gonna make me cry
Gorgonzola, Provolone
Don't even get me started on this microphone
Blowin' up like my name is Joe Bazooka
I'm a super-dooper MC party pooper
On a track so slick it'll make you feel all queasy
Make you do like Fred Sanford with "I'm comin' Wheezy!"
Everybody get down huh
Everybody get down huh
Everybody get down huh
Huh huh huh huh, Shazam!
On the court I go by the name Praying Mantis
Got the edge and I've got the advantage
If you could see things from my vantage
Point then you could better understand this
I'm in the lab all day I scrabble all night
I got a bedazzler so my outfit's tight
When it comes to panache I can't be beat
I got the most style from below 14th street
Internationally known as the Keebler Elf
Can't keep a catalog up on the shelf
I splash on beats like sauce on spaghetti
Putting MC's out of business like they're Crazy Eddie
Everybody get down huh
Everybody get down huh
Everybody get down huh
Huh huh huh huh, Shazam!
I know you're sitting pretty in the Hampty Hamps
Posing like you're rolling with that camp
In layman's terms let me break it down
You're flipping and flopping just like a flounder
I'm a hip hop scholar while you're left back
So Jeckle and Rush go back to Lefrac
I'm a simple man like Chance Gardner
Working 9 to 5 Dolly Parton
Got rhymes for jerks that's bringing on drama
Which rhyme you want first? The one about your mama?
Goodness gracious golly gee
Shazam! Freeeeeeak out with the genie!
Everybody get down huh
Everybody get down huh

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song performed by Beastie Boys
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The Interpretation of Nature and

I.

MAN, being the servant and interpreter of Nature, can do and understand so much and so much only as he has observed in fact or in thought of the course of nature: beyond this he neither knows anything nor can do anything.


II.

Neither the naked hand nor the understanding left to itself can effect much. It is by instruments and helps that the work is done, which are as much wanted for the understanding as for the hand. And as the instruments of the hand either give motion or guide it, so the instruments of the mind supply either suggestions for the understanding or cautions.

III.

Human knowledge and human power meet in one; for where the cause is not known the effect cannot be produced. Nature to be commanded must be obeyed; and that which in contemplation is as the cause is in operation as the rule.

IV.

Towards the effecting of works, all that man can do is to put together or put asunder natural bodies. The rest is done by nature working within.

V.

The study of nature with a view to works is engaged in by the mechanic, the mathematician, the physician, the alchemist, and the magician; but by all (as things now are) with slight endeavour and scanty success.

VI.

It would be an unsound fancy and self-contradictory to expect that things which have never yet been done can be done except by means which have never yet been tried.

VII.

The productions of the mind and hand seem very numerous in books and manufactures. But all this variety lies in an exquisite subtlety and derivations from a few things already known; not in the number of axioms.

VIII.

Moreover the works already known are due to chance and experiment rather than to sciences; for the sciences we now possess are merely systems for the nice ordering and setting forth of things already invented; not methods of invention or directions for new works.

IX.

The cause and root of nearly all evils in the sciences is this -- that while we falsely admire and extol the powers of the human mind we neglect to seek for its true helps.

X.

The subtlety of nature is greater many times over than the subtlety of the senses and understanding; so that all those specious meditations, speculations, and glosses in which men indulge are quite from the purpose, only there is no one by to observe it.

XI.

As the sciences which we now have do not help us in finding out new works, so neither does the logic which we now have help us in finding out new sciences.

XII.

The logic now in use serves rather to fix and give stability to the errors which have their foundation in commonly received notions than to help the search after truth. So it does more harm than good.

XIII.

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poem by Sir Francis Bacon
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Give and Free It Up On The Rough Stuff

When I was hard,
It wasn't enough.
The sensitive and warm nice guy,
I had to give with no hint of the tough stuff.

I was the one who supplied the tenderness,
With touches.
Supplied I did the sweet kisses too!
You want it tough and rough and ready,
Through the weekends.
And all week until we get through too!

The sensitive and warm nice guy,
I had to be with no hint of the tough stuff.
You want it tough and rough and ready,
Through the weekends.
And all week until we get through too!

You've got to give and free it up on the rough stuff.
I like to get it and receive it with a tender touch.
I like to feel it getting heated with a whispered love.
I like to get it and receive it with a tender touch.
I like to feel it getting heated with a whispered love.
You've got to give and free it up on the rough stuff.

Free it up to give it up!
That rough stuff.
Free it up to give it up!
That rough stuff.
Free it up to give it up!
That rough stuff.
That rough stuff.
That rough stuff.

You've got to give and free it up on the rough stuff.
I like to get it and receive it with a tender touch.
I like to feel it getting heated with a whispered love.
I like to get it and receive it with a tender touch.
I like to feel it getting heated with a whispered love.
You've got to give and free it up on the rough stuff.

I was the one who supplied the tenderness,
With touches.
Supplied I did sweet kisses too!
You want it tough and rough and ready,
Through the weekends.
And all week until we get through too!

You've got to give and free it up on the rough stuff.
You've got to give and free it up on the rough stuff.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Prince Hohenstiel-Schwangau, Saviour of Society

Epigraph

Υδραν φονεύσας, μυρίων τ᾽ ἄλλων πόνων
διῆλθον ἀγέλας . . .
τὸ λοίσθιον δὲ τόνδ᾽ ἔτλην τάλας πόνον,
. . . δῶμα θριγκῶσαι κακοῖς.

I slew the Hydra, and from labour pass'd
To labour — tribes of labours! Till, at last,
Attempting one more labour, in a trice,
Alack, with ills I crowned the edifice.

You have seen better days, dear? So have I —
And worse too, for they brought no such bud-mouth
As yours to lisp "You wish you knew me!" Well,
Wise men, 't is said, have sometimes wished the same,
And wished and had their trouble for their pains.
Suppose my Œdipus should lurk at last
Under a pork-pie hat and crinoline,
And, latish, pounce on Sphynx in Leicester Square?
Or likelier, what if Sphynx in wise old age,
Grown sick of snapping foolish people's heads,
And jealous for her riddle's proper rede, —
Jealous that the good trick which served the turn
Have justice rendered it, nor class one day
With friend Home's stilts and tongs and medium-ware,—
What if the once redoubted Sphynx, I say,
(Because night draws on, and the sands increase,
And desert-whispers grow a prophecy)
Tell all to Corinth of her own accord.
Bright Corinth, not dull Thebes, for Lais' sake,
Who finds me hardly grey, and likes my nose,
And thinks a man of sixty at the prime?
Good! It shall be! Revealment of myself!
But listen, for we must co-operate;
I don't drink tea: permit me the cigar!
First, how to make the matter plain, of course —
What was the law by which I lived. Let 's see:
Ay, we must take one instant of my life
Spent sitting by your side in this neat room:
Watch well the way I use it, and don't laugh!
Here's paper on the table, pen and ink:
Give me the soiled bit — not the pretty rose!
See! having sat an hour, I'm rested now,
Therefore want work: and spy no better work
For eye and hand and mind that guides them both,
During this instant, than to draw my pen
From blot One — thus — up, up to blot Two — thus —
Which I at last reach, thus, and here's my line
Five inches long and tolerably straight:

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poem by Robert Browning (1871)
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3 A.M. Eternal

This is Radio Freedom
KLF! unh huh, unh huh, unh huh, unh huh
KLF is gonna rock you
are you ready (unh huh, unh huh) [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
here we go [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
KLF is gonna rock you
are you ready (unh huh, unh huh) [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
KLF, KLF is gonna rock you
KLF!
are you ready (unh huh, unh huh) [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
(Eterrrnallll)
Eternal
KLF is gonna rock you, 'cos you hafta
Move to the flow of the pyramid-blaster
Bass ballistics . . . I'm gonna kick this HARD
An' you can catch it
Down with the crew crew
Talkin' 'bout the MU MU
Justified Ancient Liberation Zulu
Got to teach, an' everything you learn'll
Point to the fact that time is Eternal
It's Three A.M., Three A.M.
It's Three A.M. eternal
Eternal
KLF is gonna rock you
are you ready (unh huh, unh huh) [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
here we go [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
KLF! unh huh, unh huh
Eternal
Sample city, through Trancentral
Basic face kick, elemental
Swings, brings new technology
With K the L the F an the ology
The force comin' down with mayhem
Lookin at my watch, time 3 A.M.
Got to see that everywhere I turn will
Point to the fact that time is Eternal
It's Three A.M., Three A.M.
It's Three A.M. Eternal
Eternal
Eternal
are you ready [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
here we go [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
are you ready [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
here we go [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
KLF! unh huh, unh huh, unh huh, unh huh
KLF! unh huh, unh huh
KLF is gonna rock you
are you ready (unh huh, unh huh) [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
here we go [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]

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song performed by KLF
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Puzzling Evidence

You got the cbs...!
And the abc...!
You got time and newsweek!
Well, theyre the same to me!
Now dont you wanna get right with me?
(puzzling evidence)
I hope you get evrything you need
(puzzling evidence)
Puzzling evidence
Puzzling evidence
Puzzling evidence
Done hardened in your heart
Hardened in your heart.
...alright!u
Now I am the gun
And you are the bullet
I got the power and glory!
(puzzling)
And the money to buy it!
(puzzling)
Got your gulf and western and your mastercard
(puzzling evidence)
Got what you wanted, lost what you had
(puzzling evidence)
Im seeing
Puzzling evidence
Puzzling evidence
Puzzling evidence
Done hardened in your heart
Its hardened up your heart.
...alright!
Huh...huh...huh...huh...huh...huh...huh...u
Well, Im puzzling (huh!)
Im puzzling (huh!)
Im puzzling (huh!)
Puzzling (huh!)
Im puzzling (huh!)
Woo...Im puzzling (huh!)
Sometimes Im puzzling! (huh!)
See the little children! (puzzlin)
And the family! (puzzlin)
Gonna live together! (puzzlin)
Take them home with me! (puzzlin)
Well I hope youre happy with what youve made
(puzzling evidence)
In the land of the free and the home of the brave
(puzzling evidence)
Im seeing
Puzzling evidence
Puzzling evidence

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song performed by Talking Heads
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Puzzlin' Evidence

You got the CBS...!
And the ABC...!
You got Time and Newsweek!
Well, they're the same to me!
Now don't you wanna get right with me?
(Puzzling Evidence)
I hope you get ev'rything you need
(Puzzling Evidence)
Puzzling Evidence
Puzzling Evidence
Puzzling Evidence
Done hardened in your heart
Hardened in your heart.
...Alright!
Now I am the gun
And you are the bullet
I got the power and glory!
(Puzzling)
And the money to buy it!
(Puzzling)
Got your Gulf and Western and your MasterCard
(Puzzling Evidence)
Got what you wanted, lost what you had
(Puzzling Evidence)
I'm seeing
Puzzling Evidence
Puzzling Evidence
Puzzling Evidence
Done hardened in your heart
It's hardened up your heart.
...alright!
Huh...huh...huh...huh...huh...huh...huh...
Well, I'm puzzling (Huh!)
I'm puzzling (Huh!)
I'm puzzling (Huh!)
Puzzling (Huh!)
I'm puzzling (Huh!)
Woo...I'm puzzling (Huh!)
Sometimes I'm puzzling! (Huh!)
See the little children! (Puzzlin')
And the family! (Puzzlin')
Gonna live together! (Puzzlin')
Take them home with me! (Puzzlin')
Well I hope you're happy with what you've made
(Puzzling Evidence)
In the land of the free and the home of the brave
(Puzzling Evidence)
I'm seeing
Puzzling Evidence
Puzzling Evidence

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Backdoor Medley

I. backdoor love affair
Got to have you, baby, even
Though you say that you dont care.
Got to have you, baby, even
Though you say that you dont care.
Any way you want it,
Settle for a backdoor love affair.
Ii. mellow down easy
Jump, jump here, jump, jump there,
Jump, jump, baby, everywhere.
Dont you mellow down easy,
Babe, you got to mellow down easy.
Dont you mellow down easy.
Got to mellow down easy.
Dont you mellow down easy.
Got to mellow down easy, babe.
Dont you mellow down easy.
Got to mellow down easy.
Dont you mellow down easy.
Mellow down easy when you really wanna blow your top.
Shake, shake here, shake, shake there,
Shake, shake, baby, everywhere.
Dont you mellow down easy,
Babe, you got to mellow down easy.
Dont you mellow down easy.
Got to mellow down easy.
Dont you mellow down easy.
Got to mellow down easy, babe.
Dont you mellow down easy.
Got to mellow down easy.
Dont you mellow down easy.
Mellow down easy when you really wanna blow your top.
Shake, shake here, shake, shake there,
Shake, shake, baby, everywhere.
Dont you mellow down easy,
Babe, you got to mellow down easy.
Dont you mellow down easy.
Got to mellow down easy.
Dont you mellow down easy.
Got to mellow down easy, babe.
Dont you mellow down easy.
Got to mellow down easy.
Dont you mellow down easy.
Mellow down easy when you really wanna blow your top.
Iii. backdoor love affair no.2
Baby baby baby baby, dont you want a man like me?
Uh-huh uh-huh, yes I do, yes I do.
Oh, baby baby baby baby, dont you want a man like me?
Uh-huh uh-huh, uh-huh uh-huh, uh-huh uh-huh.
Oh, I give you lovin by the daytime,

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song performed by ZZ Top
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Rot Stuff

Sittin' here eatin' my heart out waitin'
Waitin' for this funeral to end
Dug up about a thousand graves lately
My tastes are what some might call
A little more then just off the wall

Lookin' for some rot stuff baby this evenin'
I need some rot stuff baby tonight
I want some rot stuff baby this evenin'
Gotta have some rot stuff
Gotta have your corpse tonight
Rot stuff
I need rot stuff
I want some rot stuff

Lookin' for a lover who's 6 feet under
Don' t want another night on my own
Wanna share my fetish with a cold blooded lover
Wanna bring a dead man back home

Gotta have some rot stuff baby this evenin'
I need some rot stuff baby tonight
I want some rot stuff baby this evenin'
Gotta have something cold
Gotta have something rotting under me tonight
I need rot stuff
Cold rot
Lookin' for cold rot

Rot, rot, rot, rot stuff
Rot, rot, rot
Rot, rot, rot, rot stuff
Rot, rot, rot

How's about some rot stuff baby this evenin'
I need some rot stuff baby tonight
Gimme a little rot stuff this evenin'
Rot stuff baby
Gonna need your corpse tonight
Rot stuff
I need something cold and rotting
Lookin' for some rot stuff
Wanna make love to a dead man tonight

Sittin' here eatin' my heart out
No more listening to this funeral march can I do
Won't waste another night or moment on my own
I've dug up about a hundred graves baby
I'm bound to find somebody as horny as I am tonight

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poem by Ramona Thompson
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Teddy Boy

This is the story
About a boy named ted.
If his mother said:
Ted, be good, he would.
Be good, ted. alright.
She told him tales
About a soldier dad,
But it made her sad.
Then she cried, oh my.
Ted used to tell her
He'd be twice as good
And he knew he could,
'cos in his head he said:
Mummy don't worry,
Your teddy boy's here
Taking good care of you.
Mama don't worry,
Your teddy boy's here.
Teddy's gonna see you through.
And she said:
Teddy don't worry
Your mummy's here,
Taking good care of you.
She said: teddy don't worry,
Your mummy's here,
Teddy's gonna see you through.
He said: ta da da...
Then came the day
She found herself a man.
Teddy turned and ran
Oh far away, oh yeah.
He couldn't stand
Just to be around,
So he left the town
Far away, yeah yeah.
Ted used to tell her
He'd be twice as good
And he know he could,
'cos in his head he said:
Mummy don't worry,
Now teddy boy's here,
Taking good care of you.
Mummy don't worry,
Your teddy boy's here.
Teddy's gonna see you through.
And she said:
Teddy don't worry,
Now mummy's here,
Taking good care of you.
Teddy don't worry,

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song performed by Beatles
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Luv Your Stuff

(myles goodwyn)
Published by mfg sing sing music/socan - ascap
Everytime I get restless, I see my hand knockin on your door
And everytime Im in a fix baby, I start actin like I need you more
Well Ive been lookin for someone to talk to
And Ive been searchin for a better way
And Ive been runnin all over town, girl
Ive been lookin each and every way, yeah
But you got somethin special
And Im bein on the level with you
You got that thing that moves me, yeah
(great stuff, luv your stuff), mmm, I luv your stuff
(great stuff, luv your stuff), at five oclock in the morning
(great stuff, luv your stuff), still cant get enough
(great stuff, luv your stuff)
Livin like a fool in flames
You know that I been usin you, girl
And Im the one to blame
But babe, I got my cupboards all stocked and ready
What you get girl, is what you see
And youve been lookin inside my head now
And you got your arms wrapped around me, mmm
I got no thing for our candy
Its your lovin girl, that gets me down
You got that thing that moves me, yeah
(great stuff, luv your stuff), ooh, I luv your stuff
(great stuff, luv your stuff), send the bill in the morning
(great stuff, luv your stuff), I luv your stuff
(great stuff, luv your stuff), get busy
I got no sense of reason, I know I gotta make a deal
Its all comin down to somethin baby, its tellin me I got to get real, huh
I got my senses in a tuft, Im all mixed up, my temperatures starting to rise
And I cant seem to stay away from you, girl, I think its more than we realized, yeah
Wont you look what its doin
Its your lovin girl, that gets me down
You got that thing that moves me, yeah
(great stuff, luv your stuff), ooh, I luv your stuff
(great stuff, luv your stuff), Ill pay the price in the morning
(great stuff, luv your stuff), ooh, I luv your stuff
(great stuff, luv your stuff)

song performed by April Wine
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Virginia's Story

Elizabeth Gates-Wooten is my Grand mom.

She was born in Canada with her father and brothers.
They owned a Barber Shoppe.
I don't remember exactly where in Canada.
I believe it was right over the border like Windsor or Toronto.
I never knew exactly where it was.

When she was old enough she got married.

First, she married a man by the name of Frank Gates.
He was from Madagascar.
He fathered my mom and her brother and sister.
The boy's name was Frank Gates, Jr.
Two girls name were Anna and Agnes.

Agnes was my mother.

Frank Gates went crazy after the war
He drank a lot and died
Then grandma Elizabeth married a man by the name of Mr. Wooten.
He had a German name, but I don't think he was German.
She took his last name after they got married.

Then they moved to West Virginia in the United States.

Their son, Frank Gates Jr. Became a delegate in the democratic party.
He use to get into a lot of trouble because he liked to fight.
He was a delegate from the 1940's to 1970's.
He died of gout in the 1970's.

Anna was a maid and cook.

She baked cakes and stuff for people as a side line.
She had a hump on her back (scoliosis) .
She had to walk with a cane.
She could cook good though.
She did this kind of work all of her life, just like her mom, Elizabeth

They were both good cooks

They had a lot of money because they had these skills
Especially when people had parties.
Because they would make all of this food and then they would have left-overs.
We got to eat a lot of stuff we normally wouldn't get because of that.
When they cooked, they didn't use no measuring stuff, they would just use there hand.

My moms name was Agnes Barrie Gates.

She married James Wright and moved to Cleveland.

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poem by Talile Ali
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