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That Was Us

Twenty dollars out of mama's purse
Bought us a tank of gas
And some Redman Tobacco
When we were just teenage kids.
Me and my old buddy Leroy
We'd go drivin' around
If there was trouble to be found
Oh, man we dang sure did.
Cuttin' donuts in the fields
So old man Smith would call the cops
He'd come runnin' out with his shotgun
'Cause we were runnin' down his crops
And I reckon he's still wonderin'
Who that was, but that was us.
Now some of these local boys moved on
But we never changed a bit
Never had a lick of sense
Least that's what some folks said.
Then finally we turned old enough
To buy our own beer
Don't remember much about that year
Juct lucky we ain't dead.
Somebody said they saw some boys
With a truck looked just like mine
Tryin' to pull down that old water tank
That sits out on the county line.
And people wonder why it leans
The way it does, that was us.
--- Instrumental ---
Seems like small towns never change
But things get tough when times get hard
They said when he got sick
Old man Smith would a lost that farm.
'Cause he was gettin' way behind
On all his bills
But somebody brought his crops in
From the field.
Yeah, and folks around here
Still wonder who that was.
That was us.
That was us.
That was us.
That was us.
That was us...

song performed by Randy Travis
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White Lines

Freeze! rock!
(rang-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang)
Freeze! rock!
(rang-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang)
Freeze! rock!
Rang-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang
Freeze! rock!
Rang-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang rang-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang
Rang-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang
Aaaah... aaaah... aaaah... aaaahh
White! ooh-white!
White! ooh-white!
White! ooh-white!
White! ooh-white!
(white lines) vision dreams of passion
(going through my mind) and all the while I think of you
(pipeline) a very strange reaction
(yours to unwind) the more I see, the more I do
Something of a phenomenon, telling your body to come along
Cause white lines - blow away..
Blow! rock! blow!
Ticket to ride a white-line highway,
Tell all your friends they can go my way
Pay your toll, sell your soul,
Pound for pound it costs more than gold
The longer you stay, the more you pay,
My white lines go a long way
Either up your nose or to your vein -
With nothing to gain except killing your brain.
Freeze! (say rock, come on yall)
Rock (say freeze, come on!)
Freeze! (say rock, come on yall)
Rock (say freeze, come on!)
Freeze! (say rock, come on)
Rock (say freeze, come on!)
Freeze! (say rock, come on)
Rock (put em up, put em up, put em up!)
Aaaaah... higher baby, aaaaah... get higher baby,
Aaaaahh... get higher baby, aaaahhh!
And dont ever come down... free base!
-
Rang-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang
Rang-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang
Rang-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang
Pipeline (pure as the driven snow) connected to my mind
(and now Im having fun, baby!)
Highrise (its getting kind of low) cause it makes you feel so nice.
(I need some one on one, baby!)
Tell me itll blow your mind away, (baby)
Going to your little hideaway

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song performed by Duran Duran
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Tell Mama

Alright!!!
Alright!!!
I'm ready, man!
Whoaa yeah!!!
You thought you had found yourself a good girl,
One who would love you and give you the world.
Then you find, babe, that you've been misused,
Come to me, honey, i'll do what you choose.
I want you to
Well, tell mama
All about it.
Well, tell mama
What you need
Tell your mama, babe,
What you want.
Tell your mama, babe.
What you need
What you want.
What you need
What you want
Whoa! an' i'll make everything alright.
That girl you didn't have no sense, babe,
Wasn't worth all the time that you spent.
That same man he throwed you outdoors,
I just heard that he quartered your clothes, hey!
Well, tell mama
All about it.
Tell mama
What you need.
Tell your mama, babe,
What you want
Tell your mama, babe.
What you need
What you want
What you need
What you want,
Whoaaa! an' i'll make everything alright, babe.
Whoaa... rock & roll!
... baby,
Wasn't worth all the time that you spent.
And that same man that throwed you outdoors,
I just heard that he torn all your clothes, hey.
Well, tell mama
All about it
Tell mama
What you need
Tell your mama, babe
What you want
Tell your mama, babe
What you need

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song performed by Janis Joplin
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Got To Know The Woman

I just met a woman on my way home
She just blew my mind
My heart was a-pumpin
I mean all the way home
Got to know the woman
Whoa I got to know the woman
I love the way you move
You make-a make me feel like a man
(you know you make me make me feel like a man)
Love the way youre lookin
You look like you like it, too
(you know you look like you like it, too)
Got to know the woman
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
Got to know the woman
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
Ooooooooooo
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to got to got to got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to got to got to got to know the woman
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
If you feel the feel I feel
Haha you dig the feel of me
(you know you look like you dig feelin me)
Love the way you feel dear
Ah, you make a make a man out of me
(you make you make a man out of me)
Come on
Come on come on and do the chicken
I mean ah ha ha ha ha ha
Baby, Im gonna tell you somethin right now
You got so much soul you blow my mind
Oh baby
Theres just one thing I want to say
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
Ooooooooooo
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to know the woman)
(mama mama mama mama oom mow mow)
(got to got to got to got to know the woman

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song performed by Beach Boys
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Rang Dang

Set your phasers on kill if ya will so catch the feeling
Got your head a pumping a back and forth until it hits the ceiling
Now I'm wheeling dealing stealing Johnny's apple seeds
Slapped you with a baseball bat upside the head until it bleeds
Showing no mercy step like Solomon Grundy
Hit ya with a table leg like I was Ted Bundy
I bludgeoned you you're bloodied you think it's kinda of funny
First I'll take your money and then I'll swipe your honey
Dip slip to the A.M. what is that you're saying?
You think you start praying it's not a game you're playing
Pump one pump two listen to the shotgun blast
I'll blast that sorry ass when you're all outta gas
I freak like Cerebal Palsy I'll get inside your drawers
For alarm there is no cause I funk like Lou Rawls
Basco Roscoe P. Cotrane
I wish I had a membrane so that I could go insane
Red light green light you know I always win this game
You can be my gingerbread and I'll be your candycane

Rang dang diddlela dang a dang baby
Rang dang diddlela dang a dang baby
Rang dang diddlela dang a dang baby
You might say no but I hope you mean maybe

No chance in hell but I could tell you crave me
Frisky from the whiskey and the thrills you gave me
Taste great but less filling so thrilling
Come unannounced like automatic billing
And you can't do nothing as I push your buttons
When I talk you're gonna listen like I'm E.F. Hutton
Like Lionel Richie up All Night Long
Jimmy Pop don't do nobody wrong
Stop flop flip and flop
Panties drop now I'm on top
So wiggle it just a little bit
I won't kiss your ass to get a piece of it
You said you wanted to do it now you're coming around to it
I'm the one that sowed the seed but you're the one that grew it
Take it blow by blow like Reginald Denny
I do it all the time How many?
Many frauleins I'm coming again like Jesus
And when I resurrect I'll be damned if I don't please ya
Our Jimmy Pop that art in hell hear it
Fill me with your Holy Spirit

Rang dang diddlela dang a dang baby
Rang dang diddlela dang a dang baby
Rang dang diddlela dang a dang baby
You might say no but I hope you mean maybe

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song performed by Bloodhound Gang
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Running To You

Im comin around
I want you to come
Im comin arou-ound
Just for the fun
Havin a real time
Just taking whats not mine
And Im doin what I want to do
Thats runnin to you
(runnin to you)
(runnin to you)
Thats runnin to you
(runnin to you)
Thats (runnin to you) runnin to you
Youre lookin for someone
Maniacal shots
Youre lookin for someone
All over the top
Im havin a real time
Just reading your head-line
And Im doin just what I want to do
Thats runnin to you
(runnin to you)
(runnin to you) runnin to you
Thats runnin to you
(runnin to you)
(runnin to you)
Youre hopin for someone
That fits in the plan
Youre hopin for someone
Two in the hand
Havin a real time
Just taking whats not mine
And Im doin what I like to do
Thats runnin to you
(runnin to you)
(runnin to you)
A runnin a runnin to you
(runnin to you)
Thats runnin to you
(runnin to you)
Uh thats runnin to you
(runnin to you)
(runnin to you) runnin to you
(runnin to you) runnin runnin runnin to you
Runnin to you
(runnin to you)
I like runnin to you
(runnin to you)
(runnin to you) runnin runnin to you
(runnin to you)

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song performed by Cars
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Sun-Up

(Shadows over a cradle…
fire-light craning….
A hand
throws something in the fire
and a smaller hand
runs into the flame and out again,
singed and empty….
Shadows
settling over a cradle…
two hands
and a fire.)

I

CELIA

Cherry, cherry, glowing on the hearth, bright red cherry…. When you try to pick up cherry Celia's shriek sticks in you like a pin.

When God throws hailstones you cuddle in Celia's shawl and press your feet on her belly high up like a stool. When Celia makes umbrella of her hand. Rain falls through big pink spokes of her fingers. When wind blows Celia's gown up off her legs she runs under pillars of the bank— great round pillars of the bank have on white stockings too.

Celia says my father
will bring me a golden bowl.
When I think of my father
I cannot see him
for the big yellow bowl
like the moon with two handles
he carries in front of him.

Grandpa, grandpa…
(Light all about you…
ginger… pouring out of green jars…)
You don't believe he has gone away and left his great coat…
so you pretend… you see his face up in the ceiling.
When you clap your hands and cry, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa,
Celia crosses herself.

It isn't a dream…. It comes again and again…. You hear ivy crying on steeples the flames haven't caught yet and images screaming when they see red light on the lilies on the stained glass window of St. Joseph. The girl with the black eyes holds you tight, and you run… and run past the wild, wild towers… and trees in the gardens tugging at their feet and little frightened dolls shut up in the shops crying… and crying… because no one stops… you spin like a penny thrown out in the street. Then the man clutches her by the hair…. He always clutches her by the hair…. His eyes stick out like spears. You see her pulled-back face and her black, black eyes lit up by the glare…. Then everything goes out. Please God, don't let me dream any more of the girl with the black, black eyes.

Celia's shadow rocks and rocks… and mama's eyes stare out of the pillow as though she had gone away and the night had come in her place as it comes in empty rooms… you can't bear it— the night threshing about and lashing its tail on its sides as bold as a wolf that isn't afraid— and you scream at her face, that is white as a stone on a grave and pull it around to the light, till the night draws backward… the night that walks alone and goes away without end. Mama says, I am cold, Betty, and shivers. Celia tucks the quilt about her feet, but I run for my little red cloak because red is hot like fire.

I wish Celia
could see the sea climb up on the sky
and slide off again…

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poem by Lola Ridge
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Shotgun Wedding

(roy hammond)
People were standing, all around
At a shot gun wedding, here in this town
And Im a victim oh yea
Of a shotgun wedding
Cause your fathers got a gun
And there aint no place to run
Shotgun wedding and oh listen to me
Well I got to find a job
You, me, baby makes three
Shotgun, shotgun, shotgun, wedding oh yea
Cause your fathers got a gun
And there aint no place to run
Shotgun wedding
And all I could hear that day was
Do you take this woman
To be your lawful wedded wife
My my my my shotgun, shotgun, shotgun, shotgun wedding
I looked around
I looked around
And all I could see was a shotgun wedding....listen
But I tried to run from town
But her mother tracked me down
She said before I meet my maker,
Some mans gonna make an honest woman of my daughter
So it might as well be you
Oh daddy may be poor
But he owns a forty forty
Shotgun wedding
And oh Im walking up the aisle right now
Here comes the bride singing
Shotgun, shotgun, shotgun, shotgun, shotgun.....yea yeaaaa
I could of run away oh no I could be living high
Nobody could stop me now oh shotgun, shotgun
Just give me one more chance
Let me hear that bass boys that bass boys
Breaking my heart
Breaking my heart
Breaking my heart........

song performed by Rod Stewart
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Two-Lane Blacktop

We've been goin', I'v never been at ease
I met a gyspie girl and took her on the track
The kinda girl walk
The driver don't talk
20 bucks between them just to keep them alive
Drivin'
Drivin'
Drivin'
Blacktop rollin'
Were goin', goin' to Amrillo
A zero to a sixty, in a 7.5
A model and a bagel steels California
A glass of a beer, a scot of a rat
Come on!
Drivin'
Come on!
Drivin'
Come on!
Drivin'
Come on!
Drivin'
Come on!
Drivin'
Come on!
Drivin'
Blacktop rollin'
Come on baby, I ain't crazy
Come on baby, pick me up, pick me up!
Come on baby, do me baby
Come on baby, hook it up, hook it up!
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Drivin'
Come on!
Drivin'
Come on!
Drivin'
Blacktop rollin'
Where ya goin', an airport road
A clean machine, a real home girl
Baracuda, '68
Nothing there, she can wait
Come on!
Drivin'
Come on!
Drivin'
Come on!
Drivin'

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song performed by Rob Zombie
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Bad, Bad Leroy Brown

Well the south side of chicago
Is the baddest part of town
And if you go down there
You better just beware
Of a man named leroy brown
Now leroy more than trouble
You see he stand bout six foot four
All the downtown ladies call him treetop lover
All the mens just call him sir
And its bad, bad leroy brown
The baddest man in the whole damn town
Badder than old king kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog
Now leroy he a gambler
And he like his fancy clothes
And he like to wave his diamond rings
In front of everybodys nose
He got a custom continental
He got an eldorado too
He got a 32 gun in his pocket for fun
He got a razor in his shoe
And its bad, bad leroy brown
The baddest man in the whole damn town
Badder than old king kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog
Well friday bout a week ago
Leroy shootin dice
And at the edge of the bar
Sat a girl named doris
And ooh that girl looked nice
Well he cast his eyes upon her
And the trouble soon began
And leroy brown learned a lesson
bout messin with the wife of a jealous man
And its bad, bad leroy brown
The baddest man in the whole damned town
Badder than old king kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog,
Well the two men took to fightin
And when they pulled them from the floor
Leroy looked like a jigsaw puzzle
With a couple of pieces gone
And its bad, bad leroy brown
The baddest man in the whole damn town
Badder than old king kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog

song performed by Jim Croce
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Hard Currency

Five thousand dollars
Five thousand dollars
Five thousand dollars
Take it, take it
Five thousand dollars
Five thousand dollars
Five thousand dollars in cash
One hundred thousand
Two hundred thousand
Three hundred thousand
Why? !?
One hundred thousand
Two hundred thousand
Three hundred thousand
Why? !?
Five thousand dollars
Five thousand dollars
Five thousand dollars
Take it, take it
Five thousand dollars
Five thousand dollars
Five thousand dollars in cash
One hundred thousand
Two hundred thousand
Three hundred thousand
Why? !?
One hundred thousand
Two hundred thousand
Three hundred thousand
Why? !?
A half, a million dollars
A million dollars
Fourteen million
Why?
Ten million
Fourteen million
Dont you ever think of money?
Five thousand dollars
Five thousand dollars
Five thousand dollars
Take it, take it
Five thousand dollars
Five thousand dollars
Five thousand dollars in cash
One hundred thousand
Two hundred thousand
Three hundred thousand
Why? !?
One hundred thousand
Two hundred thousand

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song performed by Information Society
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Teenage Love

(robert segarini)
Published by robertunes/slalom publishing co. - bmi
I dont want no older woman, who really doesnt dig my scene
And I dont want no spaced out groupie, who wants to be a gypsy queen
And I dont want no nasty lady, who doesnt dig rock n roll
Cause I just want the dew eyed daughter of a father that lost control
Gimme some teenage love, ooh gimme some teenage love
Come on baby, youre drivin me crazy, gimme some teenage love
I dont want no modern lover, who really doesnt dig my sound
And I dont want no boozed out floozy, who needs to lose a few more pounds
And I dont want no nasty lady, who doesnt dig rhythm and blues
Cause I just want the dew eyed daughter of a father that was born to lose
So gimme some teenage love, ooh gimme some teenage love
Come on baby, youre drivin me crazy, gimme some teenage love
I dont want no sophisticated lady, who really doesnt dig my scene
And I dont want no funky chickie, who used to be a country queen
And I dont want no rich bitch sugar, who doesnt dig rhythm and blues
Cause I just want the dew eyed daughter of a father that was born to lose
So gimme some teenage love, ooh gimme some teenage love
So come on baby, youre drivin me crazy, and gimme some teenage love
Gimme some teenage love, gimme some teenage love
Gimme some teenage love, gimme some teenage love
Come on baby, youre drivin me crazy, gimme some teenage love
Come on baby, youre drivin me crazy, gimme some teenage love

song performed by April Wine
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Felicdad (Miami Ocean Drive)

Only Margherita love like America
Only Margherita move like the Mardi Gras.
Mama
oh mama
now mama
Come tell me that you wanna
You wanna
oh mama
in my pyjama.
My imagination carry my mind away
Only Margherita feel like a holiday.
Mama
oh mama
now mama
Come tell me that you wanna
You wanna
oh mama
you wild madonna
Mama
oh mama
now mama
Come tell me that you
Felicidad
And I can't help but feeling this way
You're the one who can change my tomorrow toda
Felicidad
Won't you ride on the wings of my fantasy
And this summersong will last a whole life long.
Only Margherita love like America
Only Margherita take me to shangri-la.
Mama
oh mama
now mama
Come tell me that you wanna
You wanna
oh mama
you wild madonna
Mama
oh mama
now mama
Come tell me that you
. . .
Felicidad
. . .
Mama
mama
mama
oh mama
Mama
mama

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song performed by Boney M.
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Runnin'

It's hard to hit a moving target
At least that's what I've been told
If they can't catch you they can't hurt you
You never let them get a hold
So I keep runinn'
I keep right on runnin'
I've always pushed it to the limit
In fact I've pushed it way past that
If you got guts then jump on in it
If not then don't forget your hat
And I keep runnin'
Keep on runnin'
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
Even though I'm cryin'
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
Keep myself from dyin'
Kick back, relax, don't try to fight it
I'm like a time bomb set to blow
Oh babe, you make me so excited
I just can't take it anymore
I might stop cryin'
Feels like I'm flyin'
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
Though it feels like flyin'
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
You make me feel like dyin'
Sail - sail - sail
Sail - sail - sail
Babe, I can't run away from you
But I'm scared to let you know
I never stayed one place long enough
To lose my will to go
Our future's way on up ahead
The past fades somewhere far behind
If we could just inveil our needs
No one could stop us or we'd be flyin'
We could stop runnin'
Stop all this runnin'
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
No more need for cryin'
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
Love feels like just flyin'
Sail - sail - sail
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
No more need for cryin'
Sail - sail - sail
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
Lovemake me feel like flyin'
Sail - sail - sail
Runnin', runnin', runnin'

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song performed by Cher
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Lifes A Gas

Lifes a gas, lifes a gas, lifes a gas, a gas, oh yea
Lifes a gas, lifes a gas, lifes a gas, a gas, oh yea
So dont be sad cause Ill be there dont be sad at all
Lifes a gas, lifes a gas, lifes a gas, a gas, a gas, oh yea
Lifes a gas, lifes a gas, lifes a gas, a gas, a gas, oh yea
So dont be sad cause Ill be there dont be sad at all
Lifes a gas, lifes a gas, lifes a gas, a gas, oh yea
Lifes a gas, lifes a gas, lifes a gas, a gas, oh yea
So dont be sad cause Ill be there dont be sad at all

song performed by Ramones
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Blue Moon

Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Dang-dang-dang-dang
Dang-da-ding-dong
Blue moon (moon moon-blue moon)
Di-di-di-di-di
Blue moon (moon moon-blue moon)
Di-di-di-di-di
Blue moon (moon moon-blue moon)
Di-di-di-di-di
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Dang-dang-dang-dang
Dang-da-ding-dong
Blue Moon, you saw me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Dang-dang-dang-dang
Dang-da-ding-dong
Blue moon, you knew just what I was there for
You heard me saying a prayer for
Someone I really could care for
(Wah-wah-wah-waaaah)
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will ever hold
I heard somebody whisper

song performed by New Edition
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What Smith Knew About Farming

There wasn't two purtier farms in the state
Than the couple of which I'm about to relate;--
Jinin' each other--belongin' to Brown,
And jest at the edge of a flourishin' town.
Brown was a man, as I understand,
That allus had handled a good 'eal o' land,
And was sharp as a tack in drivin' a trade--
For that's the way most of his money was made.
And all the grounds and the orchards about
His two pet farms was all tricked out
With poppies and posies
And sweet-smellin' rosies;
And hundreds o' kinds
Of all sorts o' vines,
To tickle the most horticultural minds
And little dwarf trees not as thick as your wrist
With ripe apples on 'em as big as your fist:
And peaches,--Siberian crabs and pears,
And quinces--Well! ANY fruit ANY tree bears;
And th purtiest stream--jest a-swimmin' with fish,
And--JEST O'MOST EVERYTHING HEART COULD WISH!
The purtiest orch'rds--I wish you could see
How purty they was, fer I know it 'ud be
A regular treat!--but I'll go ahead with
My story! A man by the name o' Smith--
(A bad name to rhyme,
But I reckon that I'm
Not goin' back on a Smith! nary time!)
'At hadn't a soul of kin nor kith,
And more money than he knowed what to do with,--
So he comes a-ridin' along one day,
And HE says to Brown, in his offhand way--
Who was trainin' some newfangled vines round a bay-
Winder--'Howdy-do--look-a-here--say:
W hat'll you take fer this property here?--
I'm talkin' o' leavin' the city this year,
And I want to be
Where the air is free,
And I'll BUY this place, if it ain't too dear!'--
Well--they grumbled and jawed aroun'--
'I don't like to part with the place,' says Brown;
'Well,' says Smith, a-jerkin' his head,
'That house yonder--bricks painted red--
Jest like this'n--a PURTIER VIEW--
Who is it owns it?' 'That's mine too,'
Says Brown, as he winked at a hole in his shoe,
'But I'll tell you right here jest what I KIN do:--
If you'll pay the figgers I'll sell IT to you.,'
Smith went over and looked at the place--
Badgered with Brown, and argied the case--

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poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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Trouble

No attorneys
To plead my case
No orbits
To send me into outta space
And my fingers
Are bejeweled
With diamonds and gold
But that ain't gonna help me now
I'm trouble
Yeah trouble now
I'm trouble ya'll
I disturb my town
I'm trouble
Yeah trouble now
I'm trouble ya'll
I got trouble in my town
You think your right
But you were wrong
You tried to take me
But I knew all along
You can take me
For a ride
I'm not a fool out
So you better run and hide
I'm trouble
Yeah trouble now
I'm trouble ya'll
I got trouble in my town
I'm trouble
Yeah trouble now
I'm trouble ya'll
I got trouble in my town
If you see me coming
Down the street then
You know it's time to
Go (and you know it's time to go
cause here comes trouble)
No attorneys
To plead my case
No orbits
To send me into outta space
And my fingers
Are bejeweled
With diamonds and gold
But that ain't gonna help me now
You think your right
But you were wrong
You tried to take me
But I knew all along
You can take me

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song performed by Pink
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The Georgics

GEORGIC I

What makes the cornfield smile; beneath what star
Maecenas, it is meet to turn the sod
Or marry elm with vine; how tend the steer;
What pains for cattle-keeping, or what proof
Of patient trial serves for thrifty bees;-
Such are my themes.
O universal lights
Most glorious! ye that lead the gliding year
Along the sky, Liber and Ceres mild,
If by your bounty holpen earth once changed
Chaonian acorn for the plump wheat-ear,
And mingled with the grape, your new-found gift,
The draughts of Achelous; and ye Fauns
To rustics ever kind, come foot it, Fauns
And Dryad-maids together; your gifts I sing.
And thou, for whose delight the war-horse first
Sprang from earth's womb at thy great trident's stroke,
Neptune; and haunter of the groves, for whom
Three hundred snow-white heifers browse the brakes,
The fertile brakes of Ceos; and clothed in power,
Thy native forest and Lycean lawns,
Pan, shepherd-god, forsaking, as the love
Of thine own Maenalus constrains thee, hear
And help, O lord of Tegea! And thou, too,
Minerva, from whose hand the olive sprung;
And boy-discoverer of the curved plough;
And, bearing a young cypress root-uptorn,
Silvanus, and Gods all and Goddesses,
Who make the fields your care, both ye who nurse
The tender unsown increase, and from heaven
Shed on man's sowing the riches of your rain:
And thou, even thou, of whom we know not yet
What mansion of the skies shall hold thee soon,
Whether to watch o'er cities be thy will,
Great Caesar, and to take the earth in charge,
That so the mighty world may welcome thee
Lord of her increase, master of her times,
Binding thy mother's myrtle round thy brow,
Or as the boundless ocean's God thou come,
Sole dread of seamen, till far Thule bow
Before thee, and Tethys win thee to her son
With all her waves for dower; or as a star
Lend thy fresh beams our lagging months to cheer,
Where 'twixt the Maid and those pursuing Claws
A space is opening; see! red Scorpio's self
His arms draws in, yea, and hath left thee more
Than thy full meed of heaven: be what thou wilt-
For neither Tartarus hopes to call thee king,

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poem by Virgil
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You Got Me Runnin

Hang on
Yeah
Ha ha ha ha ha
I dont care too much for your backstabbin and side steppin
Youre all sweet talk, youre all lust
Youre the kind, yeah, I dont trust
I gotta get out, step aside
Before you damage my pride
Let me through dont spoil my view
I gotta get away, away from you
Oh no no never thought Id feel so low
You got me runnin
You got me runnin
I aint gonna hide
And yesterday everything seemed okay
Yeah you better run and hide away
Oh you better hide
Youre out, on the street
But Im back on my feet
I might lose it, so get wise
Stop your usin and your lies
Oh my friend dont stick around
Your time is up, the chips are down
Let me through dont spoil my view
I gotta get away, away from you
You got me runnin (you got me runnin)
You got me runnin (you got me runnin)
You got me runnin (you got me runnin)
You got me runnin, runnin, runnin
Cmon
Whoah
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Runnin and runnin
Runnin
Oh
Watch me run
Runnin, runnin, runnin
You got me runnin (you got me runnin)
You got me runnin (you got me runnin)
You got me runnin (you got me runnin)
You got me runnin (you got me runnin)
Im gettin out (you got me runnin)
You cant say no no more (you got me runnin)
Get out the door (you got me runnin)
You got me runnin

song performed by Def Leppard
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Drivin Around

(eric carmen/david smalley)
Long hot days
Well be catchin the rays
(oh baby) long hot days
Well be catchin the rays
You know my tape deck is blastin
My cars fast
When school lets out
And the summers here
Well have some time for the sun
Throw my notebooks out
And put my car in gear
cause well be havin some fun
Drivin around
(long hot days well be catchin the rays)
Drivin around
(long hot days well be catchin the rays)
You know my tape deck is blastin
My cars fast,
With my girl by my side
We can go for a ride
To find a place we can dance
And when it gets real dark
We can stop in the park
And have a backseat romance
Drivin around
(long hot days well be catchin the rays)
Drivin around
(long hot days well be catchin the rays)
You know my tape deck is blastin
My cars fast,
Im drivin around, yeah
Ill be waitin all through the year
Just to get you alone with nobody near
Baby dont be late
cause I just cant wait
All I wanna do is make love to you
With my girl by my side
We can go for a ride
To find a place we can dance
And when it gets real dark
We can stop in the park
And have a backseat romance, yeah
Drivin around
(long hot days well be catchin the rays)
Drivin around
(long hot days well be catchin the rays)
You know my tape deck is blastin
My cars fast,
Im drivin around, oh yeah

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song performed by Eric Carmen
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