Quotes about limp
Hell Of A Band
Ladies and gentlemen.
Please welcome to the center of the stage, the one, the only...
You got it my hips are shaking left to right and uh, Limp Bizkit,
Limp Bizkit's got the power.
Say uh, Limp Bizkit,
Limp Bizkit's got the power.
Sin, sin, bullet to the head, little John slaps that beat.
Sammy hits that bass hit nookie, rumble you outta your seat.
Now where's that freaky ass son of a bitch?
That guitar raving man?
Lethal's scratchin' up them balls,
Limp Bizkit's one hell of a band.
Left, left, left, right, left.
Left, left, left, right left.
Yeah, my back is aching, my belt's too tight,
My hands are shaking left to right.
I said uh! Limp Bizkit,
Limp Bizkit's got the power.
Everybody say uh! Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit's got the power.
Everybody say uh! Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit's got the power.
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song performed by Limp Bizkit
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Yeah Man
I know you've got my back
From the way you plan your next attack
I know you've placed your bets
By the way you like to watch me sweat
If I could have my way
I'd chain you down and make you stay
'Cause you're the yes man,yes man, nobody else can
You're the best man, yeah man, nobody else can
You're my left hand,right hand, man , you're the right man
You won't let me down
You won't let me down
You won't let me
I know you in the dark
By the way your hands pull me apart
I know you in the day
By the way you're here but miles away
I know you're in the mood not to be attached or be misused.
'Cause you're the yes man,yes man, nobody else can
You're the best man, yeah man, nobody else can
You're my left hand,right hand, man , you're the right man
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song performed by Veruca Salt
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Somebody Get My Mom
Woke up today in a van
Traded my pillow for a Miller Lite can
And in two more days I lose the guitar that I hawked
Slurped down a beer then one more twelve ounces later
I was outside your door and the pebble i threw
Was probably more like a rock
Then I fell, skinned my knee, broke my glasses, got stung by a bee
I lost my wallet and my car keys too
And to make matters worse, I'm coming down with the flu
Somebody get my mom cause i think something's broken again
And I don't want to be just friends, I said thanks for the ride
I'll just limp back inside cause I don't want you to see me cry
I just want my mom, somebody get my mom
I just want my mom, get my mom
Authorities came, I guess I was gone, next thing you know
I'm passed out on the lawn and boy did I wake up fast
With a rotweiler's tongue in my mouth
Wrote you a note but it got soaked when i went deep sea fishing
And I fell out of the boat and got caught on the trout line
And wasn't found for three days
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song performed by Bowling For Soup
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The House Of Pain
welcome
to the house
of pain...
rehab pain
driving insane
intense agony
dark legacy
of an instant
of an accident
all muscles
instant torn
in right leg
limp weep on
limp on pain
to recovery?
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poem by Terence George Craddock
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Caring Less Who Sits Next To You
Can you remember a time,
You were made to feel...
As if you were the 3rd foot?
You know,
The odd one out?
And convinced...
'Perhaps that suggestion,
I should walk with a limp...
Is really not that bad! '
How sad it is,
Others treat people like that!
And I 'bet' today,
You are not walking with a limp!
Or feeling sad.
However...
Whatever your circumstances are now?
Who from that 'old' crowd of 'motivators'
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Do You Like Me Now
Coming from a distance,
You picked me to offend...
And,
How do you like me now?
You believed my wrists,
Were limp and bent...
But,
How do you like me now?
You thought it would be easy,
To spit in my face.
And you thought that the doing,
Would humiliate.
But all you did was show me...
Who to boot,
To the the curb.
And I showed you,
You shouldn't pick your battles with someone...
Accustomed to fighting in dirt with the dirty.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The flags at the Pretoria news hangs limp
The flags at the Pretoria news hangs limp
hangs limp
while I walk to the bus stop
and a man with a straw hat
with a badge on it
carries a backpack
and is armoured with a leather jacket.
His white smoke clouds
curls into the morning air
and a schoolgirl,
gets a cigarette from him
and a small group
smokes with him.
a Air force officer
with a blue penguin cap
on his head
walks past like on every work day
and I wonder why he
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poem by Gert Strydom
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Geeessshhh! Please...
Bring me good thoughts.
Don't bring no bad ones here!
If you've got bunions that hurt...
Limp around me with a smile,
And pretend you are in good cheer!
I've had a corn or two on toes...
And arthritis that made me want to scream.
Muscle aches on my back,
That felt like dogs and cats fighting...
It seemed!
I realize you want to share,
And personalize your life.
But sometimes I'd like to stay clear of your sorrows...
Without hearing what's wrong,
Ain't something with you ever right?
Geeessshhh! Please...
Enough of that,
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Destitute and Isolated
So alone I feel.
So destitute and isolated.
So without hope...
I would sell my faith,
To embrace eyes of kindness once again!
Those tables have turned on me.
And I beg for your forgiveness.
'If you ever face those folks,
Who you deceived with your greed...
I recommend you add a limp!
And don't bathe for a few days.
That is the only way you will escape,
Their hatred.
Do not take for granted,
They will overwhelm you with empathy.
You fed your selfishness...
While destroying their lives.
Hopefully they will not recognize you,
At the food pantry.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It's A Healing Feeling!
Once you've got your freedom...
You don't have to stand in line,
With a quick picked ticket...
Hoping you will get it.
You've got that freedom!
And you don't have to stand in line...
To get picked to get it.
To yourself you can admit...
You don't have to limp one bit,
No.
Once you've got your freedom!
You don't have to poke your lips.
No.
Once you've got your freedom!
You don't have to mope with woes,
No.
Once you've got your freedom!
You can choose to sit or go.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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