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Under Pressure

Bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah
Bah bah bah bah bah bah
Pressure pressing down on me
Under pressure
That burns a building down
Splits a family in two
Puts people on streets
Bah bah bah bah bah bah
Bah bah bah bah bah bah
Thats o-kay!
Its the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming let me out
Pray tomorrow takes me higher
Pressure on people
Do do do bah bah bah bah
O-kay
Chippin around
Kick my brains around the floor
These are the days
It never rains it pours
People on streets
People on streets
Its the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming let me out
Pray tomorrow takes me higher
People people on streets
Turned away from it all
Like a blind man
Sat on fence but it dont work
Keep coming up with love
But its so slashed and torn
Why why why?
Love love love love
Insanity laughs under pressure were cracking
Cant we give ourselves one more chance?
Why cant we give love one more chance?
Why cant we give love give love give love?
Give love give love give love give love give love
Cause loves such an old fashioned word
And love dares you to care
For people on the edge of the night
And love dares you to change our way
Of caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
This is our last dance
This is ourselves under pressure

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song performed by David Bowie
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Do The Sheep

Go to bed.
You sleepy head.
No need to stay awake,
'Cause your not hearing one word I've said.

Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-baaa-bah.
Oh no.
Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-baaa-bah.

Go to sleep.
Count the sheep.
Maybe your snoring will keep others,
From pretending they are dead.

Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-baaa-bah.
Thi s-I-know.
Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-baaa-bah.

You might as well pack up your ears with cotton.
The things I've said to you they are forgotton.
You've got me feeling like I'm rotten.
And...

Go to bed.
You sleepy head.
No need to stay awake,
'Cause your not hearing one word I've said.

Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-baaa-bah.
No- you-don't.
Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-baaa-bah.
You might as well pack up your ears with cotton.
The things I've said to you they are forgotton.
You've got me feeling like I'm rotten.
And...

Go to sleep.
Count-those-sheep.
Maybe your snoring will keep others,
From pretending they are dead.

Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-baaa-bah.
Thi s-I-know.
Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-baaa-bah.
Kee p-the-snorin'-low.
Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-baaa-ba h.
Nice and slow.
Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-baaa-bah.
And count the sheep.
Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-baaa-bah.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Blow Up

1-2-3-4
Boom bahbah boom bahbah boom bah.
Boom bahbah boom bahbah boom bah.
Boom bahbah boom bahbah boom bah.
Boom bahbah boom bahbah boom...
From the grass
Bah bah bah boom
They grew
Bah bah bah boom
Who knew
Bah bah bah boom
We would see them looking up
Bah bah bah boom
Not down
Bah bah bah boom
With frowns
Bah bah bah boom
Something got them...
Off the ground.
Oh...
Boom bahbah boom bahbah boom bah.
Boom bahbah boom bahbah boom bah.
Boom bahbah boom bahbah boom bah.
Boom bahbah boom bahbah boom...
One day
Bah bah bah boom
Dues paid
Bah bah bah boom
They said
Bah bah bah boom
They would blow up.
And be somebody!

Boom bahbah boom bahbah boom...
One day
Bahbah boom bahbah boom,
They said
Bahbah boom bahbah boom,
They would grow up,
And be somebody!

Boom bahbah boom bahbah boom bah.
Boom bahbah boom bahbah boom bah.
Boom bahbah boom bahbah boom,
Blow up...
And be that 'body'!

Boombah boombah boom bah
Boombah boombah boom bah
Boombah boombah boom...

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Truth Hurts

Truth Hurts"
[Intro]
Yeah umm
See its situations like this
That causes us players to get caught up
In umm the truth
Yeah
What you doing, where you been?
I paged you and you aint hit me back
I been callin and I know you see my number on that caller I.D.
Just listen to the words
[Verse 1]
I got reason to believe that youve been foolin around
The way you feel, the past you lived
The things you did
It dont matter to me
For what its worth just dont lie to me
Cause that aint what I need right now
Baby, everything we built on trust
Youre tearing it down
Cause I know the truth hurts {truth hurts}
[Chorus]
Tell me the truth now
What cha been doing and who
Ya been doing it with {truth hurts}
Where you been going and
How you been putting ya thing down {truth hurts}
Whatever youz was working I
Hope that it was worth it baby {truth hurts}
I got reason to believe that you been foolin around
[Verse 2]
Girl, Im really tryin hard to understand
I want to move on and put it in the past
Cause, you claim that you aint doin nothing
Must be my insecurities
Its got the best of me right now
What I know I cant hold it inside of me
Its gonna drive me insane
[Chorus]
Tell me the truth now
What cha been doing and who
Ya been doing it with {truth hurts}
Where you been going and
How you been putting ya thing down {truth hurts}
Whatever youz was working I
Hope that it was worth it baby {truth hurts}
I got reason to believe that you been foolin around
Bah bah bah bah baah
Bah bah bah bah baah
Bah bah bah bah baah

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song performed by Usher
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Living In the Pits

Many came a-running with their funds undone.
With hopes and prayers to have a rerun come.
But when they're broke they become so stunned,
There's nothing they can do to overcome what's done!

Bah bahbahdahbahdahbah bah bah dah dah.
Bah bah dahbahdahbahdahbah bah bah dah.
Bah bahbahdahbahdahbah bah bah dah.
Bah bah dahbahdahbahdahbah bah bah dah.

Everybody clutches to a wish list missed.
Hoping that a yesterday can be re-picked.
Everybody hears with a listening dissed.
And when that's realized they're living in the pits!

Bah bahbahdahbahdahbah bah bah dah dah.
Bah bah dahbahdahbahdahbah bah,
Oh baby oh...
Bah bahbahdahbahdahbah bah bah dah.
Bah bah dahbahdahbahdahbah bah.

Many came a-running with their funds undone.
With hopes and prayers to have a rerun come.
But when they're broke they become so stunned,
There's nothing they can do to overcome what's done!

Everybody clutches to a wish list missed.
Hoping that a yesterday can be re-picked.
Everybody hears with a listening dissed.
And when that's realized they're living in the pits!

Bah bahbahdahbahdahbah bah bah dah.
Bah bah dahbahdahbahdahbah bah,
Oh baby oh...
Bah bahbahdahbahdahbah bah bah dah.
Bah bah dahbahdahbahdahbah bah,
Oh baby oh...
Bah bahbahdahbahdahbah bah bah dah.
Bah bah dahbahdahbahdahbah bah.
Oh baby oh...
Bah bahbahdahbahdahbah bah bah,
All sitting living in the pits.
Oh baby oh...
Bah bahbahdahbahdahbah bah bah,
All sitting living in the pits.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Staging An Escape

Boom baby doom bah doom.
Boom baby doom bah doom.
Boom baby doom bah doom.
Boom baby doom bah doom.

Baby! Doom bah doom bah doom.
Baby! Doom bah doom bah doom.
Baby! Doom bah doom bah doom.
Boom baby doom bah doom.
Boom baby doom bah doom.

Baby! Doom bah doom bah doom.
Baby! Doom bah doom bah doom.
Baby! Doom bah doom bah doom.
Boom baby doom bah doom.
Boom baby doom bah doom.

Some nights.
Most days...
I'm craving,
A taste of heated fever.
To save,
Myself...
From raging,
And staging an escape.

Boom baby doom bah doom.
Boom baby doom bah doom.
Boom baby doom bah doom.
Boom baby doom bah doom.

Baby! Doom bah doom bah doom.
Baby! Doom bah doom bah doom.
Baby! Doom bah doom bah doom.
Boom baby doom bah doom.
Boom baby doom bah doom.

Baby! Doom bah doom bah doom.
Baby! Doom bah doom bah doom.
Baby! Doom bah doom bah doom.
Boom baby doom bah doom.
Boom baby doom bah doom.

Some nights.
Most days...
I'm craving,
A taste of heated fever.
To save,
Myself...
From raging,

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pressure Drop

(hibbert)
Mmmmmm, mmmmmmm, mmmmmmmm yeah, mmmmmmm, mmmmmmm, mmmmmmmm, yeah
It is you, oh yeah, oh yeah
It is you, oh oh, oh yeah
I said pressure drop, whoa pressure yeah, pressures gonna drop on you
I said pressure drop, whoe pressure yeah, pressures gonna drop on you
I said when it drops, youre gonna feel it, how its been doin you wrong
I said when it drops, youre gonna feel it, how its been doin you wrong
I said pressure drop, whoa pressure yeah pressures gonna drop on you
I said pressure drop, whoa pressure yeah pressures gonna drop on you
It is you, oh yeah,
It is you , oh yeah
Mmmmm, nmmmmmmm, mmmmmm, yeah
Mmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmm yeah
It is you, oh yeah,
It is you, oh yeah,
I say pressure drop, whoa pressure yeah, pressures gonna drop on you
I say pressure drop, whoa pressure drop, pressures gonna drop on you
Pressure, pressure,pressure, pressures gonna drop on you
Pressure, pressure,pressure, pressures gonna drop on you, you you you, yeah
Pressure, pressure, pressures gonna drop on you,
Pressure, pressure, pressures gonna drop on you,
Pressure drop whoa pressure yeah,hey pressures gonna drop on you
Pressure drop hey pressure yeah,hey pressures gonna drop on you
I said when it drops youre gonna feel it, how its been doing you wrong
I said when it drops youre gonna feel it, how its been doing you wrong
It is you, oh yeah
It is you, oh yeah
Pressure,pressure, pressure, pressures pressures gonna drop on you
Pressure,pressure, pressure, yeah pressures gonna drop on you
Pressure drop, whoa pressure , yeah pressures gonna drop on you
I said pressure drop, whoa pressure drop,whoa pressures gonna drop on you
I said when it drops youre gonna feel it, how its been doing you wrong
I said when it drops youre gonna feel it, how its been doing you wrong
Pressure,pressure, pressure, pressures pressures gonna drop on you
Pressure,pressure, pressure, pressures pressures gonna drop on you
Pressure, pressure, pressures pressures gonna drop on you

song performed by Robert Palmer
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Pressure Point

I can't get this pressure point out of my head
I can't get this pressure point out of my head
I feel it in work, you know, I feel it in bed
I can't get this pressure point out of my head
I've paid all my bills and I've acted so well
Ain't been cheating, there's nothing to tell
So why all this pressure, I dont understand
I call on my neighbours, and lend them a hand
Doctor, oh doctor, I'm willing to learn
Well all of my bones, well they toss and they turn
Mother, oh mother, I'm begging you please
To rid me of madness and cure this disease
... (?) told you what I have become
With all of this pressure, my mind's on a run
... (?) changing, let's hope for the best
Maybe it's something to get off my chest
Doctor, oh doctor, I'm begging you please
To rid me of madness and cure this disease
Mother, oh mother, I'm willing to learn
Well all of my bones, well they toss and they turn
Pressure pressure pressure pressure...
Pressure pressure pressure pressure...
Pressure pressure pressure pressure...
Pressure pressure pressure pressure...
I can't get this pressure point out of my head
I can't get this pressure point out of my head
I feel it in work, you know, I feel it in bed
I can't get this pressure point out of my head
Pressure pressure pressure pressure...
Pressure pressure pressure pressure...
Pressure pressure pressure pressure...
Pressure pressure pressure pressure...

song performed by Zutons
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Cracklin Rosie

Yea, cracklin rosie, get on board.
Were gonna ride til there aint no more to go.
Takin it slow, lord dont you know,
Happily a time when the poor mans let be
Hitchin on a twilight train,
Aint nothin here that I care to take along,
Maybe a song to sing when Im long,
Dont mean to say please, said old man, Im happy too.
Oh, I love my rosie child, you got the way to make me happy.
You and me, we go in style.
Cracklin rose, youre a store-bought woman,
You make me sing like a guitar hummin.
Hang on to me, girl, our song keeps runnin on.
Play it now, play it now, play it now my lady!
Cracklin rosie, make me smile.
Darlin if lasts for an hour well thats alright we got all night
To set the world right.
Find us a dream and dont ask no questions yea!
Chorus
[in fishmans version:]
Bah, bah bah bah bah.
Bah, bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah
Bah bah bah bah
Bah, bah bah bah bah
Bah, bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah

song performed by Phish
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Janices Party

Bah bah bah bah bah da da da da
Bah bah bah da da da
Bah bah bah bah bah da da da da
Bah bah bah da da da
Welcome friends to janices party
The kind that others have tried
Smoking is permitted inside
We have faith in janices party
With friends who can not sing
And I can hear the doorbell ring
Well I came this far
Now I know that I wont sleep well tonite
Drunk out of my mind
Janices partys alright, alright
Bah bah bah bah bah da da da da
Bah bah bah da da da
Bah da da da da da da
Heres a chip a vodka martini
Someone call me a car
Ill be underneath the bar
Well I came this far
Now I know that I wont sleep well tonite
Drunk out of my mind
Janices partys alright, alright
(break)
Well I came this far
Now I know that I wont sleep well tonite
Drunk out of my mind
Janices partys alright, alright

song performed by Fountains Of Wayne
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Samba Loco

Bah-pooh-bah-pooh, bop...
Bah-doodo.
Bah-pooh-bah-pooh, bop...
Bah-doodo.
Bah-pooh-bah-pooh, bop...
Bah-doodo.
Aaaaahhhh...
Aaaaahhhh,
Samba loco, baby.
I'm a samba dancing nut!
I love that Latin beat so much...
And the strutting done when I do my stuff.

Samba loco, baby.
I'm a samba dancing nut!
I love that Latin beat so much...
And the strutting done when I do my stuff.

I've got to groove my middle.
Swivel hips and tease.
I've got to be that swift foot hero,
With a rhythm felt that heats...
Everything that sways the beat.

Samba loco, baby.
Bah-dada.
I want to feverize the streets.
With a rhumba samba shown,
Grooving easily.

Bah-pooh-bah-pooh, bop...
Bah-doodo.
Bah-pooh-bah-pooh, bop...
Bah-doodo.
Bah-pooh-bah-pooh, bop...
Bah-doodo.
Aaaaahhhh...
Aaaaahhhh,
Samba loco, baby.
I'm a samba dancing nut!
I love that Latin beat so much...
And the strutting done when I do my stuff.

Samba loco, baby.
Bah-dada.
Feverize-the-streets.
Ba h-dada
With a rum-ba number samba shown.
And a groove that's easily to reach.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Under Pressure

Under pressure.
Don't let it be...
Or make that be you.

Under pressure.

Feel an effort that's less due.
Don't allow it to weaken.
Or accept what is 'not'
To become true.

Under pressure.

Don't let it be...
Or make that be you.
That's under pressure.

Feel there's nothing for you to prove.

Under pressure.
Unsnap and throw it away...
Under pressure.
Unsnap and do it today.

That pressure.
Rid yourself of,
That pressure.
Rid yourself of it!
That pressure.
Unsnap and throw it away...
That pressure.
Unsnap and do it today.
That pressure.
Rid yourself of,
That pressure.
Rid yourself of it!

Feel an effort that's less due.
Don't allow it to weaken.
Or accept what is 'not'
To become true.

Under pressure.

Don't let it be...
Or make that be you.
That's under pressure.

Feel there's nothing for you to prove.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Need Love

Written by dennis deyoung
Lead vocals by james young
Bah bah bah bah bya ba ba dada
Bah bah bah bah bya ba ba dada
Bah bah bah bah bya ba ba dada
Bah bah bah bah bya ba ba dada da
Welcome my friends
To a place that may seem
Most disturbing
Quite unnerving
Lend me your dreams
And well add what we need
To be free
Terminally
Well fly to a spot
Where I know there is not
Any sorrow
No tomorrow
People just laugh
Cause they know how it feels
To have loved
And be loved
Dont you worry
Aint no need to hurry
All you really need
Is love
Bah bah bah bah bah
Now you may say
Tell me more of this place
So inviting
And exciting
Here and above
Children love without doubt
And can be
They can be
Listen my friends
Carefully to direction
To get there
And you know where
Love is the place
Skewed to matter and space
For us all
For us all
Dont you worry
Aint no need to hurry
All you really need
Is love, love, love

song performed by Styx
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Pressure

Pressure pressure I got pressure, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Pressure pressure I got pressure, oh yeah
I dont really want to give it to you
cos its really contagious
You can pick it up anywhere
And it can be quite dangerous
You can spread it mouth to mouth
You can even get it when youre alone
But I can always live with it
Whenever I am close to you
Pressure pressure I got pressure, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Pressure pressure I got pressure
I get it driving in my motor car
I get it when Im drinking in a bar
I get it riding on the subway
I get it regular every day
And anyone who never had it yet
And doesnt know what Im going through
But I forget the pressure
When I am close to you
Altogether now-oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Pressure pressure I got pressure oh yeah. oh yeah. oh yeah
Pressure pressure feel the pressure
You got the pressure and thats a fact
I can tell by the way you act
And I can tell that youre pressurised
By the look thats in your eyes
I know the pressure cos Ive got it too
So I know what youre going through
But I forget the pressure
Whenever I am close to you

song performed by Kinks
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Dancing In The Streets

Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Dancing in the streets
With any one you got to meet
Moving to the rhythm
Let your body feel the beat
Dancing in the streets
Let your feelings hanging out
Give it all youve got
Keep on dancing, sing and shout!
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Dancing in the streets
With any one you got to meet
Moving to the rhythm
Let your body feel the beat
Dancing in the streets
Let your feelings hanging out
Give it all youve got
Keep on dancing, sing and shout!
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on, keep on, keep on dancing
Keep on, keep on, keep on dancing
Keep on, keep on, keep on dancing
Keep on, keep on, keep on dancing
Keep on, keep on, keep on dancing
Keep on, keep on, keep on dancing
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on...

song performed by Boney M.
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Gotta Bad Nose Job

Bah bah bah babbay,
You brought the Moon.
Bah,
Babbay...
You brought the Stars.
Bah,
Babbay...
You brought the Sun,
Right into my heart!

Bah,
Babbay...
And when I sleep.
Bah,
Babbay...
My dreams get to leaping.
Bah,
Babbay...
And you know...
I am up to pace the floor.

'Cause I know,
You know...
I gotta bad nose job!

Bah
Bababy...
You brought the Stars.
Bah,
Babbay...
You brought the Sun,
Right into my heart!
And you know...
I know,
I gotta bad nose job!

Bah bah bah babbay,
You brought the Moon.
Bah,
Babbay...
You brought the Stars.
Bah,
Babbay...
You brought the Sun,
Right into my heart!
And you know...
I know you know,
I gotta bad nose job!

Yes I know you know...

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Regulate Your Flowing

Poopoop-a-doom-a-doom-a-doom.
Poopoop-a-doom-a -doom-a-doom.
Poopoop-a-doom-a-doom-a-doom.
Bah bah-2-poppa.

Poopoop-a-doom-a-doom-a-doom.
Poopoop-a-doom-a-doom-a-doom.
Poopoop-a-do om-a-doom-a-doom.
Bah bah-2-poppa.

Real neat.
And not a picky eater.
Toasted whole wheat,
With jam-a or rye-i.

Pickled beets,
Mixed with chili and green peppers.
Sweetens a deliciousness,
You've gotta once try!

Poopoop-a-doom-a-doom-a-doom.
Poopoop- a-doom-a-doom-a-doom.
Poopoop-a-doom-a-doom-a- doom.
Bah bah-2-poppa.

Poopoop-a-doom-a-doom-a-doom.
Poopoop-a-doom-a-doom-a-doom.
Poopoop-a-do om-a-doom-a-doom.
Bah bah-2-poppa.

Regulate your flowing,
By going regular.
Regulate your flowing,
By going regular.
Regulate your flowing,
By going regular.
Regulate your flowing,
And go,
Regular.

Real neat.
And not a picky eater.
Toasted whole wheat,
With jam-a or rye-i.

Pickled beets,
Mixed with chili and green peppers.
Sweetens a deliciousness,
You've gotta once try!

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Needs Not Met

I'm manifesting something brittle.
Something needing special company.
I fiddle-faddled in the middle.
And weakened both batteries.

I'm manifesting something brittle.
And I'm seeking from you empathy...
Cause my baby has had it with me.
And now I find myself...
Walking up and down the streets.

I'm manifesting something brittle.
Something needing special company.
I fiddle-faddled in the middle.
And weakened both batteries.

I'm manifesting something brittle.
And I'm seeking from you empathy...
Cause my baby has had it with me.
And now I find myself...
Walking up and down the streets.

Never thought I'd be the one.
Living on the streets.
Disbelieving...
And living on the streets.
And seeing...
Living on the streets,
My needs not met!
Living on the streets.
And regretting.
Living on the streets.

Never thought I'd be the one.
Living on the streets.
Disbelieving...
And living on the streets.
And seeing...
Living on the streets,
My needs not met!
Living on the streets.
And regretting.
Living on the streets.

Never thought I'd be the one.
Living on the streets.
And seeing...
Living on the streets,
My needs...
Living on the streets,

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The House Of Dust: Complete

I.

The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light.
The trees grow dark: the shadows lean to the east:
And lights wink out through the windows, one by one.
A clamor of frosty sirens mourns at the night.
Pale slate-grey clouds whirl up from the sunken sun.

And the wandering one, the inquisitive dreamer of dreams,
The eternal asker of answers, stands in the street,
And lifts his palms for the first cold ghost of rain.
The purple lights leap down the hill before him.
The gorgeous night has begun again.

'I will ask them all, I will ask them all their dreams,
I will hold my light above them and seek their faces.
I will hear them whisper, invisible in their veins . . .'
The eternal asker of answers becomes as the darkness,
Or as a wind blown over a myriad forest,
Or as the numberless voices of long-drawn rains.

We hear him and take him among us, like a wind of music,
Like the ghost of a music we have somewhere heard;
We crowd through the streets in a dazzle of pallid lamplight,
We pour in a sinister wave, ascend a stair,
With laughter and cry, and word upon murmured word;
We flow, we descend, we turn . . . and the eternal dreamer
Moves among us like light, like evening air . . .

Good-night! Good-night! Good-night! We go our ways,
The rain runs over the pavement before our feet,
The cold rain falls, the rain sings.
We walk, we run, we ride. We turn our faces
To what the eternal evening brings.

Our hands are hot and raw with the stones we have laid,
We have built a tower of stone high into the sky,
We have built a city of towers.

Our hands are light, they are singing with emptiness.
Our souls are light; they have shaken a burden of hours . . .
What did we build it for? Was it all a dream? . . .
Ghostly above us in lamplight the towers gleam . . .
And after a while they will fall to dust and rain;
Or else we will tear them down with impatient hands;
And hew rock out of the earth, and build them again.

II.

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poem by Conrad Potter Aiken
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A Cabin Tale

THE YOUNG MASTER ASKS FOR A STORY

Whut you say, dah? huh, uh! chile,
You 's enough to dribe me wile.
Want a sto'y; jes' hyeah dat!
Whah' 'll I git a sto'y at?
Di'n' I tell you th'ee las' night?
Go 'way, honey, you ain't right.
I got somep'n' else to do,
'Cides jes' tellin' tales to you.
Tell you jes' one? Lem me see
Whut dat one's a-gwine to be.
When you 's ole, yo membry fails;
Seems lak I do' know no tales.
Well, set down dah in dat cheer,
Keep still ef you wants to hyeah.
Tek dat chin up off yo' han's,
Set up nice now. Goodness lan's!
Hol' yo'se'f up lak yo' pa.
Bet nobidy evah saw
Him scrunched down lak you was den--
High-tone boys meks high-tone men.

Once dey was a ole black bah,
Used to live 'roun' hyeah some whah
In a cave. He was so big
He could ca'y off a pig
Lak you picks a chicken up,
Er yo' leetles' bit o' pup.
An' he had two gread big eyes,
Jes' erbout a saucer's size.
Why, dey looked lak balls o' fiah
Jumpin' 'roun' erpon a wiah
W'en dat bah was mad; an' laws!
But you ought to seen his paws!
Did I see 'em? How you 'spec
I 's a-gwine to ricollec'
Dis hyeah ya'n I 's try'n' to spin
Ef you keeps on puttin' in?
You keep still an' don't you cheep
Less I 'll sen' you off to sleep.
Dis hyeah bah 'd go trompin' 'roun'
Eatin' evahthing he foun';
No one could n't have a fa'm
But dat bah 'u'd do' em ha'm;
And dey could n't ketch de scamp.
Anywhah he wan'ed to tramp.
Dah de scoun'el 'd mek his track,
Do his du't an' come on back.
He was sich a sly ole limb,

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poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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That Little Hole

Some people keep their love in a safe, then forget the combination
Some people think life's a masquerade ball, keeping up with the latest fashion
Some people sell dreams like rag magazines, on the busy fast food city street corners
Some people give, some people take, Some people share, some people fake
And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole

Me, I’m happy to be breathing
with both feet on the ground

Some people hide from the world and it’s charms, others flee from its tragedy
Some people wish for a place to call home while they kill off every living thing they see
Some people await the rapture and fate, others are simply looking for the cure
Some people lead some people follow, some people spit, some people swallow
And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole

Me, I’m happy to be breathing

Some people search for Utopia and peace, but never seem to laugh
Some people forgot what it’s like to be young, having grown up much to fast
Some people preach salvation and hope to anyone willing to pay
Some people judge to quick, some never judge at all, some people climb, some are simply happy to fall
And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole

Me, I’m happy to be breathing
with both feet on the ground

Some people feel the mirror holds the key, to their tomorrows and prosperity
Some people are sealed off from the world by their hearts, their leaders, or their personality
Some people are like cannibals, they devour what they need and move on
Some people are criminals trying to make ends meet, steeling from others trying to make ends meet
And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole

Me, I’m happy to be breathing
with both feet on the ground

Some people feel its much more real, to chase rainbows on canvass painted skies
Some people think their shit don’t stink, some have the trust of a saint and tell lies
Some people’s minds react like a nuclear bomb, some people are one with the galaxy
Some people die as they lived, others live as they die, some never give up hope, others don’t even try
And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole

Some people wear their hearts on their sleeve, others forget what it means to be free
Some people speak of friendships and love, but don’t know what it means to be a friend
Some people search for enlightenment in the stars, in tea leaves, other find it floating in a glass
Some people smile, some people cry, some people live, some people try
And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole

Some people are afraid to take risks, or to be anything they wish until they die
Some people love the sound of their voice, some talk more than they listen
Some people don’t suffer fools only to find the jokes on them

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poem by Colin Coplin
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