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He Cant Love You

I aint no hata or nothing
But he cant love you like I can
Trust me
Ooh, ooh, ooh
As the clock strikes twelve
Im sitting here wondering how the hell
Did I let you leave
And baby I know that I did my share
Of things to deceive you
Im just trying to get an understanding
Of what to do
Cause Im half way going crazy
Girl they cant fade me
He cant love you like I love you
Baby you know it too
And you should never wanna be with a man
If he cant be a man
And do the things to you like I can
He cant love you like I love you
Baby you know it too
And you should never wanna be with a man
If he cant be a man
And do the things to you like I can
I stop, and I wait, and I think
That I never met someone to make me feel
Like Im ready to love
So I gotta do what I gotta do
Just to keep you
Keep you here with me baby
Now I feel its time for me to say
That I need you boo
And I cant go a day without your loving
Baby I cant live without you
I know you know
No matter if you want it baby
Aint no ifs, or buts, or maybes
And I know that one day
Youll see that he cant really love you
Like I love you
He cant love you like I love you
Baby you know it too
And you should never wanna be with a man
If he cant be a man
And do the things to you like I can
He cant love you like I love you
Baby you know it too
And you should never wanna be with a man
If he cant be a man
And do the things to you like I can
He cant, he cant love you girl
Hes never gonna love you girl
Like I love you girl
He cant, he cant love you girl
Hes never gonna love you girl
Like I love you girl
He cant, he cant love you girl
Hes never gonna love you girl
Like I love you girl
He cant, he cant love you girl
He cant love you like I love you
Baby you know it too
And you should never wanna be with a man
If he cant be a man
And do the things to you like I can

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Clock Strikes Ten

Clock strike ten its a saturday night
Got money in my pocket and it feels all right
Not stayin home gonna stay out light
Gotta hear some rockin music it feels just great
Clock strikes twelve on a saturday night
All the creeps are sleepin all the cools in sight
All the kings and queens theyre out tonight
Imagine what were doin tonight
You really got me goin tonight
Imagine what were doin tonight
Im crazy for some action tonight
Clock strikes two out all night
All my moneys spent but thats all right
Not goin home gonna stay out late
Get ready for some action tonight want some action tonight
Imagine what were doin tonight
You really got me goin tonight
Imagine what were doin tonight
Im crazy for some action tonight
Clock strikes four I want some more
Everybodys layin on the floor
Not goin home gonna stay out late
Gotta hear that rockin music it feels allright
Imagine what were doin tonight
You really got me goin tonight
Imagine what were doin tonight
Im crazy for some action tonight
Gonna get down
Gonna get on down
Gonna get down
Gonna get on down
(drum solo)
Gonna get down
Gonna get on down
Gonna get down
Gonna get on down
Gonna get down
Gonna get on down
Gonna get down
Gonna get on down
Gonna get down
Gonna get on down
Gonna get down
Gonna get on down
Gonna get down
Gonna get on down
Gonna get down
Gonna get on down

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He Cant Love U

I aint no hata or nothing
But he cant love you like I can
Trust me
Ooh, ooh, ooh
As the clock strikes twelve
Im sitting here wondering how the hell
Did I let you leave
And baby I know that I did my share
Of things to deceive you
Im just trying to get an understanding
Of what to do
Cause Im half way going crazy
Girl they cant fade me
He cant love you like I love you
Baby you know it too
And you should never wanna be with a man
If he cant be a man
And do the things to you like I can
He cant love you like I love you
Baby you know it too
And you should never wanna be with a man
If he cant be a man
And do the things to you like I can
I stop, and I wait, and I think
That I never met someone to make me feel
Like Im ready to love
So I gotta do what I gotta do
Just to keep you
Keep you here with me baby
Now I feel its time for me to say
That I need you boo
And I cant go a day without your loving
Baby I cant live without you
I know you know
No matter if you want it baby
Aint no ifs, or buts, or maybes
And I know that one day
Youll see that he cant really love you
Like I love you
He cant love you like I love you
Baby you know it too
And you should never wanna be with a man
If he cant be a man
And do the things to you like I can
He cant love you like I love you
Baby you know it too
And you should never wanna be with a man
If he cant be a man
And do the things to you like I can
He cant, he cant love you girl
Hes never gonna love you girl
Like I love you girl
He cant, he cant love you girl
Hes never gonna love you girl
Like I love you girl
He cant, he cant love you girl
Hes never gonna love you girl
Like I love you girl
He cant, he cant love you girl
He cant love you like I love you
Baby you know it too
And you should never wanna be with a man
If he cant be a man
And do the things to you like I can

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Spending Time

(Laughing)
Christina Milian
Chuck B. Moore. Murder Inc. Come on!
Chorus
Spending time with you
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Makes me feel real good
(Uh uh uh)
All my days with you
Makes me say oooh ooh oooooh
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Darling when I look at you, it always makes me feel real good
And I know I kind of fell for you like I never thought I would
(Never thought I would)
And baby when I think of you it always brightens up my smile
(My smile)
So won't you come on over boy and stay with me for a while,
I love a night
Chorus
Spending time with you
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Makes me feel real good
(Uh uh uh)
All my days with you
Makes me say oooh ooh oooooh
(Yeah yeah yeah)
And baby when I'm feeling down it's always you that makes me right
It seems like you're the only one that can satisfy my appetite
And even when its pouring rain I can't wait to see your face
(See your face)
Because you bring my sunshine back and you just can't be replaced,
I love a night
Chorus
Spending time with you
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Makes me feel real good
(Uh uh uh)
All my days with you
Makes me say oooh ooh oooooh
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Rap:
Now listen
If I spend my days with you
Is timing for me or are you genius
Cause I spend my nights with you
Only if you my man and not a one night stand
I got plans for loving you
I follow your lead cause you all I need
So easy, with that thug in you
Take it slow we gonna pace the flow
I know you're thinking devilish
Cause the girl roll 1-8-7ish
(Murder!) get it back
My lifestyle not my wife style, boy
I only hold mics on the TV,
Hold hands when you need me
Believe me
See b

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Affianced

The clock strikes twelve sonorous chimes.
The witching hour of midnight is here
the best of times the worst of times.
That vampires love and humans fear.

Upon your balcony I stand and gloat,
you lie unconscious that I am near.
I feast my hungry eyes upon your throat
I cast a spell of calm to soothe your fear.

Your raven hair upon the pillow spread,
a startling contrast of light and shade.
Your lissom figure lying safe in bed
Confirms to me the choice that I have made.

Your fresh clean blood will revitalise me
and send new fire coursing through my veins.
Stop in its tracks the lethargy
and prove an anodyne for my pains.

As mist I filter through the smallest space.
To stand beside your bed and contemplate
my latest lover from the human race.
A source of life that I appreciate.

Your beauty moves me almost to pity.
For one brief moment I hesitate
but hunger overcomes my charity.
My burning need is such I cannot wait.

Your throat’s pulsating throb in the moonlight,
The warm rich blood I see that flows inside
holds me entranced so I delay the bite.
Beguiled by the perfection of your skin

You move and I can see between your breasts
a silver crucifix reflecting light.
My frustrated blood lust screams its protest
I have no choice for this I cannot fight.

Struck by your face and form you were my choice.
A draught of nectar that would satisfy,
a meal to make an emperor rejoice.
A delight for me that you would not deny.

You are protected by that blessed cross
I am frustrated but I cannot fight
It is not fair that I should suffer loss,
The cross pays no attention to my need.

But I must feed and very soon
I leave you my delicacy
So I fly out under the moon
and break my fast greedily.

Upon a tramp much coarser fare
Than was intended for my feast
His wine soaked blood cannot compare
with yours my love not in the least.

You cross protected you this night
and I was forced to turn and flee
from power that I cannot fight.
But you my sweet are meant for me.

You will forget to wear that sign
around your neck but I can wait
and when you do then you are mine
a gift that I’ll appreciate.

Your fresh young beauty calls to me
I must and will pursue my quest
and I will watch you ceaselessly.
For you I’ve chosen as the best.

Sleep well my love and stay healthy
Enjoy your life in happiness
I know that you belong to me,
Without your cross you are helpless.

You will forget to put it on
Just one small act of carelessness
Then you become mine alone
And I’ll enjoy your tenderness.

We vampires are a patient breed.
Immortality grants us this
We wait to satisfy our need
Then we bestow the fatal kiss.

The tender kiss you do not feel
Nor do you feel that single bite
That pierces you, your blood to steal.
That rapturous moment of delight.

It’s only when you start to crave
For sweet fresh blood that’s rich and red.
An urge that brings you from your grave
You realise you are undead.

You join the ranks of predators
that stalk the dark of night to feed.
There is no justice or recourse
From the half life you’re forced to lead.

Once I was young and innocent
but she seduced me with her charm
A foolish youth on pleasure bent
I knew not that she meant me harm.

No harm I mean to you my love.
Nay I but grant eternal life
A lasting life for you and me
we can enjoy as man and wife.

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Man Must Wait For Woman

Man covets woman without her consent,
Loves her with her response and gets her
With her acceptance. Man must be discreet.

Woman takes a note of man’s desire for her,
Takes time to nod, and delays to concede
To his proposal. Man must wait till that time.

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At Her Window

To-night a strong south wind in thunder sings
Across the city. Now by salt wet flats,
And ridges perished with the breath of drought,
Comes up a deep, sonorous, gulf-like voice —
Far-travelled herald of some distant storm —
That strikes with harsh gigantic wings the cliff,
Where twofold Otway meets his straitened surf,
And makes a white wrath of a league of sea.
To-night the fretted Yarra chafes its banks,
And dusks and glistens; while the city shows
A ring of windy light. From street to street
The noise of labour, linked to hurrying wheels,
Rolls off, as rolls the stately sound of wave,
When he that hears it hastens from the shore.

To-night beside a moody window sits
A wife who watches for her absent love;
Her home is in a dim suburban street,
In which the winds, like one with straitened breath,
Now fleet with whispers dry and short half-sobs,
Or pause and beat against the showery panes
Like homeless mem’ries seeking for a home.

There, where the plopping of the guttered rain
Sounds like a heavy footstep in the dark,
Where every shadow thrown by flickering light
Seems like her husband halting at the door,
I say a woman sits, and waits, and sits,
Then trims her fire, and comes to wait again.

The chapel clock strikes twelve! He has not come.
The night grows wilder, and the wind dies off
The roads, now turned to thoroughfares of storm,
Save when a solitary, stumbling foot
Breaks through the clamour. Then the watcher starts,
And trembles, with her hand upon the key,
And flutters, with the love upon her lips;
Then sighs, returns, and takes her seat once more.

Is this the old, old tale? Ah! do not ask,
My gentle reader, but across your doubts
Throw shining reasons on the happier side;
Or, if you cannot choose but doubt the man
If you do count him in your thoughts as one
Who leaves a good wife by a lonely hearth
For more than half the night, for scenes (we’ll say)
Of revelry — I pray you think of how
That wretch must suffer in his waking times
(If he be human), when he recollects
That through the long, long hours of evil feasts
With painted sin, and under glaring gas,
His brightest friend was at a window-sill
A watcher, seated in a joyless room,
And haply left without a loaf of bread.

I, having learnt from sources pure and high,
From springs of love that make the perfect wife,
Can say how much a woman will endure
For one to whom her tender heart has passed.
When fortune fails, and friends drop off, and time
Has shadows waiting in predestined ways —
When shame that grows from want of money comes,
And sets its brand upon a husband’s brow,
And makes him walk an alien in the streets:
One faithful face, on which a light divine
Becomes a glory when vicissitude
Is in its darkest mood — one face, I say,
Marks not the fallings-off that others see,
Seeks not to know the thoughts that others think,
Cares not to hear the words that others say:
But, through her deep and self-sufficing love,
She only sees the bright-eyed youth that won
Her maiden heart in other, happier days,
And not the silent, gloomy-featured man
That frets and shivers by a sullen fire.

And, therefore, knowing this from you, who’ve shared
With me the ordeal of most trying times,
I sometimes feel a hot shame flushing up,
To think that there are those among my sex
Who are so cursed with small-souled selfishness
That they do give to noble wives like you,
For lovethat first and final flower of life —
The dreadful portion of a drunkard’s home.

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There Aint No Love

As we sit out on the back porch
And the night begins to show
It feels good just to be here and unwind
And the sun is slowly setting
A reflection in your eyes
And when you look my way
I have to say
The thought thats crossed my mind
Chorus:
And you know there aint no love
There aint no love like yours for me
And its plain my love
Youve been heaven sent made specially
There aint no love
There aint no love like yours for me
And well remain in love
With the kind of love
Most lovers never see
You always sit and listen
When I feel the need to talk
When Im feeling insecure and filled with doubt
Youve got the way to make me happy
And its right there in your smile
And love for me will always be what I cant do without
Repeat chorus
There aint no love like yours for me
And its plain my love
Youve been heaven sent made specially
There aint no love
There aint no love like yours for me
Well remain in love..

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Astronomy

(originally recorded by blue oyster cult)
The clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst
Out at you from their hiding place
Like acid and oil on a madmans face
His reasons tend to fly away
Like lesser birds on the four winds, yeah
Like silver scrapes in may
Now the sands become a crust
And most of you have gone away, then youre gone away
Ah, come susie dear, lets take a walk
Just out there upon the beach
I know youll soon be married
And you want to know where winds come from
Well, its never said at all
On the map that carrie reads
Behind the clock back there you know
At the four winds bar, mm, yeah
Yeah
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Four winds at the four winds bar
Two doors locked and windows barred
One door left to take you in
The other one just mirrors it
Hey!
Hey! yeah!
Hey! yeah!
Hey!
Ooh, in hellish glare and inference
The other ones a duplicate
The queenly flux, eternal light
Or the light that never warms
Yes, the light that never, never warms
Yes, the light that never, never warms
Never warms, never warms
The clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst
Out at you from their hiding place
Miss carrie nurse and susie dear
Would find themselves at four winds bar
Its the nexus of the crisis
And the origin of storms
Just the place to hopelessly
Encounter time and then came me
Yo!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Call me desdenova, eternal light
These gravely digs of mine
Will surely prove a sight
And dont forget my dog, fixed and consequent
Astronomy - a star
Astronomy - a star
Astronomy (astronomy) - a star, yeah
Astronomy - a star
Astronomy

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This Aint A Love Song

I should have seen it coming when roses died
Should have seen the end of summer in your eyes
I should have listened when you said good night
You really meant good bye
Baby, aint it funny, how you never ever learn to fall
Youre really on your knees, when you think youre standing tall
But only fools are know-it-alls and I played that fool for you
I cried and I cried
There were nights that died for you baby
I tried and I tried to deny that your love drove me crazy, baby
If the love that I got for you is gone
If the river I cried aint that long
Then Im wrong, yeah Im wrong, this aint a love song
Baby, I thought you and me would stand the test of time
Like we got away with the perfect crime but
We were just a legend in my mind
I guess that I was blind
Remember those nights dancing at the masquerade
The clowns wore smiles that wouldnt fade
You and I were the renegades, some things never change
It made me so mad cause I wanted it bad for us baby
Now its so sad that whatever we had, aint worth saving
If the love that I got for you is gone
If the river Ive cried aint that long
Then Im wrong, yes Im wrong, this aint a love song
If the pain that Im feeling so strong
Is the reason that Im holding on
Then Im wrong, yeah Im wrong - this aint a love song
I cried and I cried
There were nights that I died for you baby
I tried and I tried to deny that your love drove me crazy
If the love that I got for you is gone
If the river I cried aint that long
Then Im wrong, yeah Im wrong - this aint no love song
If the pain that Im feeling so strong
Is the reason that Im holding on
Then Im wrong, yeah Im wrong - this aint a love song
If the pain that Im feeling so strong
Is the reason that Im holding on
Then Im wrong, yeah Im wrong - this aint a love song
Yes, Im wrong, yeah, Im wrong - this aint a love song
Yes, Im wrong, yeah, Im wrong - this aint a love song
Yes, Im wrong, yeah, Im wrong - this aint a love song

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Sixty To Zero

All the champs and the heroes
They got a price to pay
They go from sixty to zero
In the split of a hair
They see the face in the window
They feel a shadow out there
Theyve got the places they can go
Theyve got the people who stare
Theyve got to walk in their shoes
Theyve got to see what they see
Theyve got the people around them
Getting too much for free
All the pimps and the dealers
All the food they can eat
All the screamers and squealers
When they walk down the street
Yeah.
Hes just a rich old man
He never cared for anyone
He likes to count his possessions
Hes been a miser from penny one
He never cared for his children
Never cared for his wife
Never made anyone happy
Thats the way he lived his life
And one day in the sunshine
He got a bolt from the blue
Unloaded all of his possessions
Sold his investments too
And now he lives with the homeless
Owns 900 hospital beds
He prefers to remain nameless
Its publicity he dreads
Yeah.
Theres a judge in the city
He goes to work every day
Spends his life in the courthouse
Keeps his perspective that way
But I respect his decision
Hes got a lot on his mind
Hes pretty good with the gavel
A little heavy on the fines
One day there was this minstrel
Who came to court on a charge
That he blew someones head off
Because his amp was too large
And the song he was singin
Was not for love but for cash
Well, the judge waived the charges
He fingered his mustache
Yeah.
Well, theres a clown in a carnival
He rode a painted horse
He came from somewhere out west
He was very funny of course
But that is not what I noticed
It was the incredible force
With which he held his audience
While he rode on his horse
His jokes were not that off-color
His smile was not that sincere
His show was that not that sensational
Reasons for success were not clear
But he still made big money
One day the circus was his
Now hes married to the acrobat
And theyre training their kids
Yeah.
Now the jailhouse was empty
All the criminals were gone
The gate was left wide open
And a buck and fawn
Were eating grass in the courtyard
When the warden walked in
And took a rifle from the prison guard
And said to him with a grin
To shoot those deer would be stupid, sir
We already got em right here
Why not just lock the gates and keep them
With intimidation and fear?
But the warden pulled the trigger
And those deer hit the ground
He said nobodyll know the difference
And they both looked around.
Yeah.
Well, the cop made the showdown
He was sure he was right
He had all of the lowdown
From the bank heist last night
His best friend was a robber
And his wife was a thief
All the children were murderers
They couldnt get no relief
The bungalow was surrounded
When a voice loud and clear
Come out with your hands up
Or were gonna blow you out of here
There was a face in the window
Tv cameras rolled
And they cut to the announcer
And the story was told.
Yeah.
Well, the artist looked at the producer
The producer sat back
He said what we have got here
Is a pretty good track
But we dont have a vocal
And we still dont have a song
If we could get this thing accomplished
Nothin else could go wrong
So he balanced the ashtray
And he picked up the phone
And said send me a songwriter
Whos drifted far from home
And make sure that hes hungry
And make sure hes alone
And send me a cheeseburger
And a new rolling stone
Yeah.
Well, the sioux and dakota
They lost all of their land
And now a basketball player
Is trying to lend them a hand
Maybe someday hell be president
Hes quite a popular man
But now the chief has reservations
And the white man has plans
Theres opposition in congress
The bill is up against cash
Theres really no way of predicting
If it will fly or it will crash
But thats the nature of politics
Thats the name of the game
Thats how it looks in the tepee
Big winds are blowing again
Yeah.
Theres still crime in the city
Said the cop on the beat
I dont know if I can stop it
I feel like meat on the street
They paint my car like a target
I take my orders from fools
Meanwhile some kid blows my head off
Well, I play by their rules
So now Im doing it my way
I took the law in my own hands
Here I am in the alleyway
A wad of cash in my pants
I get paid by a ten year old
He says he looks up to me
Theres still crime in the city
But its good to be free
Yeah.
Now I come from a family
That has a broken home
Sometimes I talk to my daddy
On the telephone
When he says that he loves me
I know that he does
But I wish I could see him
Wish I knew where he was
But thats the way all my friends are
Except maybe one or two
Wish I could see him this weekend
Wish I could walk in his shoes
But now Im doin my own thing
Sometimes Im good, then Im bad
Although my home has been broken
Its the best home I ever had
Yeah.
Well, I keep getting younger
My lifes been funny that way
Before I ever learned to talk
I forgot what to say
I sassed back to my mummy
I sassed back to my teacher
I got thrown out of sunday school
For throwin bibles at the preacher
Then I grew up to be a fireman
I put out every fire in town
Put out everything smoking
But when I put the hose down
The judge sent me to prison
Gave me life without parole
Wish I never put the hose down
Wish I never got old.

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Time, Baby... Just Time!

jail time, heroin time,
back alley shuffle time,
standing in the soup line time....
sleeping in old cars time,
day work, selling blood time,
lost your job, no work time,
lost your house, nowhere time....
get your school in prison time,
radical free thought time,
fighting against the man time...
bum a smoke, a cup of coffee time.
woman done gone, aint coming back time.
food stamps and unemployment time...
kick off your damn chains time.
forgive, and forgiven time...
stand up and fight time,
hands joining hands time...

time, baby... just time!

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Me And The Man

the man arguing bluntly from the morning
many time I told him not I your peace
not I the heat to hit the target most above
the light where resides super imposed beauty
to magnify glory of creation life and dust

the man yet hopeful to help the harpoon
just before it pinning to himself with agony
cluster of sequence never raise before his death
the man more vacant with deepest his pretend
to trust any chief whom graved by night

a liquid tranquil the soul of nothingness
mitigating from morning to ask me a why
perhaps last a man seems to be asked
before drowning in the ocean of time and dark

told him many times you never meet your desire
never fulfilled the lust you felt to mistify
the moments of logging into long horizon
to lost the identity of human whom satan never choose
to flap the flags of eternal morbidity
the man simply arguing from decent to dirt
from achieving to unachieved
from fiction to affinity
and told him currently undone my proposition
for the hunt I never being haunted...

Pranab k c
06/05/2012

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Aint No Love In The Heart Of The City

Aint no love in the heart of the city,
Aint no love in the heart of town.
Aint no love, sure nuff is a pity,
Aint no love cos you aint around.
Baby, since you been around.
Aint no love in the heart of the city,
Aint no love in the heart of town.
Aint no love, sure nuff is a pity, child
Aint no love cos you aint around.
Every place that I go,
Well, it seems so strange.
Without you love, baby, baby,
Things have changed.
Now that youre gone
Yknow the sun dont shine,
From the city hall
To the county line, thats why
Aint no love in the heart of the city,
Aint no love in the heart of town.
Aint no love, sure nuff is a pity,
Aint no love cos you aint around.
(solo)
Every place that I go,
Well, it seems so strange.
Without you love, baby, baby,
Things have changed.
Now that youre gone
Yknow the sun dont shine,
From the city hall
Woman, to the county line, thats why
Aint no love in the heart of the city,
There aint no love in the heart of town.
There aint no love, sure nuff is a pity,
Aint no love cos you aint around.
(solo)
There aint no love in the heart of the city,
There aint no love in the heart of town.
Aint no love, sure nuff is a pity,
Aint no love cos you aint around,
cos you aint around.

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Lets Have A Party

Lets have a party (2x)
Everybody
Lets have a party
Ive been watching you
Youve been watching me
Lets stop playing games girl
Come and dance with me
Dont you hear the music
Dont you feel the groove yeah
Come on girl get on the floor
I wanna dance with you
Lets have a party
Everybody, throw your hands up in the air
Lets have a party
I like the way you swing yeah
Everybody
Girl you know, mmmmm
Lets have a party
Girl you gotta work that body
Girl I must be dreamin
Every night, again
Holding hands, staying close
Shavin off our fears
You really blow my mind
Cant believe its true
Ive been waiting all along,
To get a girl like you
Lets have a party
Were movin to the groove yeah
Lets have a party
All the times youre my honey girl, for all
Everybody
cuz were gonna have a party
Lets have a party
So everybody can joy and feel the need
Rap:
Welcome everybody
To the party of the boys and honies
The mad fun has just began at the party, yo!
Give a color beat,
And make sure you girl aint creepin
Its time they get it on
The dancefloor youre on
No matter what you came here for,
I see you looking at me
Across the dancefloor
I wish for that sweet little kiss
Dont be no cinderella
And go boof! after midnight
Oh yeah
Lets have a party
Dont take my life, everybody
Lets have a party
Throw your hands up, everybody everybody
Everybody
Girl you know, mmmm
Lets have a party
I like the way you swing yeah
Lets have a party
Were movin to the groove yeah
Lets have a party
Everybody, throw your hands up
Everybody
cuz were gonna have a party
Lets have a party
So everybody can joy and feel the need
Lets have a party
So everybody can joy and feel the need

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New Year,2010 – Boon or Bane?

And when the clock strikes twelve midnight,
The Old year makes o’er for the New,
Heralded by much revelry,
Fire-works, sound and light with dance,
And music of great decibels,
That fills the air of cities, towns,
Where exotic foods, wine are served!

Most people are in festive mood,
As roads are thronged by surging crowds
Of merry-making, young and old,
Who embellish the change in time
That history makes throughout the world,
Forgetting all the past year’s woes,
Enjoying ecstasied moments!

But these are fleeting hours of life
Replaced by stark realities,
That wakes up persons from their ‘dreams’,
And puts them back upon the lanes
Of darkness, drudgery and grief,
Reminding transience of life
On earth as if it was worthless!

And things are same for poor brethren,
As richer nations waste huge sums,
In pomp and show and wars futile,
To worsen plight of poorer ones
And do a name-sake charity
To show the world, they care for all –
An act of trickery so fine!

Is the New Year then a boon or bane?
Let leaders question their own hearts
And feel remorse for foolish acts,
And past decisions taken wrong,
That made the air and water foul,
And resources scarcer with time,
And living, miserable for all.

Will New Year give a better deal
For children, women, challenged souls –
Who find the world unfair, cruel,
Who plead to God for better days,
Who bear the ignominy deep,
Who live their lives like dumb, maimed beasts,
Hoping the morrow brings reprieve?

Let New Year make people rethink
On how to make the world better
For mankind all, and progeny,
By spreading peace and harmony,
Through dialogues amidst nations,
Averting holocausts and wars,
Those steal lives and commodities!

Let New Year instill hope in all –
Who toil but earn a pittance just,
Who run from pillar to new posts,
Who cannot get a meal a day,
Who are half-clothed and without roof,
Who fall in debt-traps, so ruthless,
Who wonder if God does exist?

Let New Year make all righteous,
And fill all minds with fortitude,
And fill hearts with love for neighbors,
Elderly and even strangers;
And prove the fact that God is one,
Who is pro-life and cares for all,
Especially the womb’s unborn!

Let New Year bring blessings from God;
Let wisdom rule all human acts;
Let heinous crimes be things of past;
Let terrorists be stifled soon;
Let nukes be dismantled off fast;
Let marriage, sex remain sacred;
Let dignity of life be prime!

Is the New Year boon or bane, now ask?
Is world now better place to live?
Is lasting peace now felt by all?
Is brotherhood of nations true?
Is love the balm that soothes people?
Is earthly life now worth living?
Is earth a real paradise?

Let Twenty Ten be the New Year
That brings all souls nearer to God,
And earth’s sky closer to Heaven,
And earth-filled people who rejoice,
Regretting not for being born,
But praising God for being made
‘Homo sapiens, ’ man or woman!

‘Happy New Year,2010 to all! ’

Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-30-2009

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Me Against the Clock

Running out of space,

Running out of time,

I must escape,

Before I lose my Frame of mind,

The clock it keeps going,

But where am I,

Still stuck on one,

When I should say goodbye,

The clock: Tick, Tick, Tick,

Why do I stay,

When He's such a D**k,

Yet, I Feel Happy,

I must Break Free,

I must Let go,

Cuz this aint me,

I should have known,

The clock strikes 12,

And the Fairy Tale Ends,

I'm still myself,

But Now Forver Broken.

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Thinking Freshmen

Going against all of what my mind says
My mind telling me one thing
Heart telling me another

The butterfly’s are confusing
The smile you put on my face
Is even more
So young so pure
Untouched gold

You look in my eyes
My guide lines all disappear
As if a lost connection of a dial-up computer
You touch my hand I just wanna melt
When you hug me I feel so protected and safe

What is it about you
That I don’t know
All I know is that I think that I like you
I think I like you a lot
But it’s this time
The feeling and the want
Different
In so many ways

How is it that a boy
So pure and innocent
Make me a wiser and experienced
Have butterfly’s
Make my day
Like no one else could

By the way I’m thinking
Give me time
Not to much time
Just ‘til the clock strikes twelve in
You eyes and my soul
I’m thinking small but big
Young but old
I’m thinking Freshmen

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First Foot

Two small brown pennies were thrust in his hand,
Some bread, and a lump of coal,
Our Mam had added a sprinkle of salt
For luck, ’ she said, and his soul.
The Devil is waiting for you out there, ’
She laughed, and shivered for real,
You have to be gone when the clock strikes twelve! ’
She let out a little squeal!

It was ninety-nine; it was New Year’s Eve,
Victoria sat on the throne,
Our house a terrace on Coal-Pit Street,
It was cold and damp, but home.
Our Da had gone as the miners go
Under a fall of coal,
His body was left where it fell that day
They closed off the tunnel wall.

He left a couple of likely lads
That’s Joe, and me, right here,
But Joe was the eldest, quite thirteen,
And he with the blackest hair,
The bevy of girls just giggled that night
First foot was always a man,
(It was in the Wales that we knew back then
When the nightmare first began!)

We pushed him out when the clock began
To strike the midnight hour,
The last of the eighteen hundreds, and
We slammed the wooden door,
A lightning bolt gave a mighty flash,
The rain turned into hail,
While the clock, it chimed the first of six
Behind the mantle rail.

The thunder rumbled overhead
It brought us to our knees,
The girls cried out to their mother then,
But she cried out to me,
The door exploded in splinter-shards
A lightning hit, outside,
I rushed through the shattered opening…
Thinking that Joe had died!

The kerb was black and burnt, and all
The street lamps, they were out,
Pieces of tile and chimney pot
Were scattered, round and about,
But Joe, there was no sign of him,
No coins, no bread, no coal,
It was almost as if the Devil came
And swallowed my brother whole!

The police came round the following day
And said: ‘It’s very strange!
Maybe you scared your brother,
Maybe he upped and ran away? ’
For weeks we searched the neighbourhood
Our Mam, she went quite mad,
Hanging on coats of strangers;
She was locked away, it’s sad! ’

That was the last First Foot for me
I’d never answer the door,
If anyone knocked at midnight
I would yell: ‘What you knockin’ for? ’
My kids were told, ‘don’t answer it,
The Devil’s in the wind! ’
And I’d wonder about poor Joseph,
Was he sinner, or was he sinned?

In the old year,1949
A New Year came again,
Full fifty years since my brother Joe
Went missing in the rain,
My kids were grown, were rowdy
And sat up, most playing games,
When a knock at the door at midnight
Came in the midst of ‘Auld Lang Syne.’

My lad, Evan, had answered it
Before he thought, he said,
A lad was on the kerb, with coins and coal,
Some mouldy bread!
He had some madness look in his eye,
Stood underneath the light,
I would have let him come in, first foot,
Except that his hair was white! ’

David Lewis Paget

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Execution, The : A Sporting Anecdote Hon. Mr. Sucklethumbkin's Story

My Lord Tomnoddy got up one day;
It was half after two,
He had nothing to do,
So his Lordship rang for his cabriolet.

Tiger Tim
Was clean of limb,
His boots were polish'd, his jacket was trim
With a very smart tie in his smart cravat,
And a smart cockade on the top of his hat;
Tallest of boys, or shortest of men,
He stood in his stockings just four foot ten
And he ask'd, as he held the door on the swing,
'Pray, did your Lordship please to ring?'

My Lord Tomnoddy he raised his head,
And thus to Tiger Tim he said,
'Malibran's dead,
Duvernay's fled,
Taglioni has not yet arrived in her stead;
Tiger Tim, come tell me true,
What may a Nobleman find to do?--

Tim look'd up, and Tim look'd down,
He paused, and he put on a thoughtful frown,
And he held up his hat, and he peep'd in the crown;
He bit his lip, and he scratch'd his head,
He let go the handle, and thus he said,
As the door, released, behind him bang'd:
'An't please you, my Lord, there 's a man to be hang'd.

My Lord Tomnoddy jump'd up at the news,
'Run to M'Fuze,
And Lieutenant Tregooze,
And run to Sir Carnaby Jenks, of the Blues.
Rope-dancers a score
I've seen before --
Madame Sacchi, Antonio, and Master Blackmore;
But to see a man swing
At the end of a string,
With his neck in a noose, will be quite a new thing!'

My Lord Tomnoddy stept into his cab --
Dark rifle green, with a lining of drab;
Through street and through square,
His high-trotting mare,
Like one of Ducrow's, goes pawing the air.
Adown Piccadilly and Waterloo Place
Went the high-trotting mare at a very quick pace;
She produced some alarm,
But did no great harm,
Save frightening a nurse with a child on her arm,
Spattering with clay
Two urchins at play,
Knocking down -- very much to the sweeper's dismay --
An old woman who wouldn't get out of the way,
And upsetting a stall
Near Exeter Hall,
Which made all the pious Church-Mission folks squall.
But eastward afar,
Through Temple Bar,
My Lord Tomnoddy directs his car;
Never heeding their squalls,
Or their calls, or their bawls,
He passes by Waithman's Emporium for shawls,
And, merely just catching a glimpse of St. Paul's,
Turns down the Old Bailey,
Where in front of the gaol, he
Pulls up at the door of the gin-shop, and gaily
Cries, 'What must I fork out to-night, my trump,
For the whole first-floor of the Magpie and Stump?'


The clock strikes Twelve -- it is dark midnight --
Yet the Magpie and Stump is one blaze of light.
The parties are met;
The tables are set;
There is 'punch,' 'cold without,' 'hot with,' 'heavy wet,'
Ale-glasses and jugs,
And rummers and mugs,
And sand on the floor, without carpets or rugs,
Cold fowl and cigars,
Pickled onions in jars,
Welsh rabbits and kidneys -- rare work for the jaws!--
And very large lobsters, with very large claws;And there is M'Fuze,
And Lieutenant Tregooze,
And there is Sir Carnaby Jenks, of the Blues,
All come to see a man 'die in his shoes!'

The clock strikes One
Supper is done,
And Sir Carnaby Jenks is full of his fun,
Singing 'Jolly companions every one!'
My Lord Tomnoddy
Is drinking gin-toddy,
And laughing at ev'ry thing, and ev'ry body.--
The clock strikes Two! and the clock strikes Three!
--' Who so merry, so merry as we?'
Save Captain M'Fuze,
Who is taking a snooze,
While Sir Carnaby Jenks is busy at work,
Blacking his nose with a piece of burnt cork.

The clock strikes Four!-- Round the debtors' door
Are gather'd a couple of thousand or more,
As many await
At the press-yard gate,
Till slowly its folding doors open, and straight
The mob divides, and between their ranks
A waggon comes loaded with posts and with planks.

The clock strikes Five!
The Sheriffs arrive,
And the crowd is so great that the street seems alive;
But Sir Carnaby Jenks
Blinks, and winks,
A candle burns down in the socket, and stinks.
Lieutenant Tregooze
Is dreaming of Jews,
And acceptances all the bill-brokers refuse;
My Lord Tomnoddy
Has drunk all his toddy,
And just as the dawn is beginning to peep,
The whole of the party are fast asleep.

Sweetly, oh! sweetly, the morning breaks,
With roseate streaks,
Like the first faint blush on a maiden's cheeks;
Seem'd as that mild and clear blue sky
Smiled upon all things far and nigh,
On all -- save the wretch condemn'd to die!
Alack! that ever so fair a Sun
As that which its course has now begun,
Should rise on such a scene of misery!--
Should gild with rays so light and free
That dismal, dark-frowning Gallows-tree!And hark!-- a sound comes, big with fate;
The clock from St. Sepulchre's tower strikes -- Eight!--
List to that low funereal bell:
It is tolling, alas! a living man's knell!--
And see!-- from forth that opening door
They come -- HE steps that threshold o'er
Who never shall tread upon threshold more!
-- God! 'tis a fearsome thing to see
That pale wan man's mute agony,--
The glare of that wild, despairing eye,
Now bent on the crowd, now turn'd to the sky,
As though 'twere scanning, in doubt and in fear,
The path of the Spirit's unknown career;
Those pinion'd arms, those hands that ne'er
Shall be lifted again,-- not even in prayer;
That heaving chest!-- Enough --' tis done!
The bolt has fallen!-- the spirit is gone --
For weal or for woe is known but to One!--
-- Oh! 'twas a fearsome sight!-- Ah me!
A deed to shudder at,-- not to see.

Again that clock! 'tis time, 'tis time!
The hour is past: with its earliest chime
The cord is severed, the lifeless clay
By 'dungeon villains' is borne away:
Nine!--'twas the last concluding stroke!
And then -- my Lord Tomnoddy awoke!
And Tregooze and Sir Carnaby Jenks arose,
And Captain M'Fuze, with the black on his nose:
And they stared at each other, as much as to say
'Hollo! Hollo!
Here's a rum Go!
Why, Captain!-- my Lord!-- Here 's the devil to pay!
The fellow's been cut down and taken away!
What's to be done?
We've miss'd all the fun!--
Why, they'll laugh at and quiz us all over the town,
We are all of us done so uncommonly brown!'

What was to be done?--' twas perfectly plain
That they could not well hang the man over again:
What was to be done?-- The man was dead!
Nought could be done -- nought could be said;
So -- my Lord Tomnoddy went home to bed

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I love you for the millionth time

I hope when I look into your eyes and say,
'I love you'
For the millionth time,
It will give you butterflies just like the first.

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