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Monitored or Not It Just Becomes Hypnotic

People think that happiness will come and just sit.
Just sit!
Just sit!
People think that happiness will come and just sit.
Just sit!
Just sit!
Like the hands of a clock that tocks with a tick.
Tock tick.
Tock tick.
Tock tick.
Tock tick.
And the running and humming becomes toxic.
Toxic.
Toxic.
And nothing exotic will make this erotic.
Monitored or not it just becomes hypnotic.
And people who want what they want wont stop!
Like the hands of a clock that ticks with a tock!
Tick tock.
Tick tock.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Home By The Sea

Creeping up the blind side, shinning up the wall
Stealing thru the dark of night
Climbing thru a window, stepping to the floor
Checking to the left and the right
Picking up the pieces, putting them away
Something doesnt feel quite right
Help me someone, let me out of here
Then out of the dark was suddenly heard
Welcome to the home by the sea
Coming out the woodwork, thru the open door
Pushing from above and below
Shadows but no substance, in the shape of men
Round and down and sideways they go
Adrift without direction, eyes that hold despair
Then as one they sign and they moan
Help us someone, let us out of here
Living here so long undisturbed
Dreaming of the time we were free
So many years ago
Before the time when we first heard

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song performed by Genesis
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Don't Dip Yo Pity Here To Sit

Don't dip yo pity here to sit.
No permitted pity here can visit.
Don't dip yo pity here to sit.
No permitted pity here can visit.

When you tire of your weeping...
You can call on me.
But don't dip yo pity in a pit!
To leave it here to sit.

When you tire of your weeping...
You can call on me.
But don't dip yo pity in a pit!
To leave it here to sit.

I'll call 9-1-1...
To rescue me.

Don't dip yo pity.
Don't dip yo pity here to sit!

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Boot That Supercool That You Do

Whatcha gonna do with your supercool?
When the scooting of satisfaction scats.
Will you pack it to be shipped away?
Or will you hang it to dust,
On a rack.
When the need to attract,
Lacks.

Then whatcha gonna do with your supercool?
When the flaunting of it needs to...
Sit back,
And...
Relax.

Whatcha gonna do with your supercool?
And have you given thought to that?

It's sad to see a rusting swagger.
Outdated and fading quick.
Yes it's sad to see a rusting swagger.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Passerby

I'm not crazy like my brother
but it's the way I choose
I don't hang around with a six pence
when I got everything to lose

would you bring me my money
and take from me all that I was worth
cause I wasn't worth nothing
and I wasn't yours

oh don't you be a passerby
oh won't you sit down
and stay a while
cause it's been too long since you been around

sold out men from across the way
he thought he heard what he heard you say
hey now man your watch it shines
for the bid of a moment yeilds 40 times

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song performed by Dispatch from Who Are We Living For?
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Sit Down, Stand Up

Sit down, stand up
Sit down, stand up
Walk into the jaws of hell (sit down, stand up)
Walk into the jaws of hell (sit down, stand up)
Anytime (sit down)
Anytime (stand up)
Sit down, stand up
Sit down, stand up
We can wipe you out anytime (sit down, stand up)
We can wipe you out (sit down, stand up)
Anytime (sit down)
Anytime
Stand up (the rain drops the rain drops)
Sit down (the rain drops the rain drops)
Oh
The rain drops x46

song performed by Radiohead
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Choose a Removal of Delusions

If you choose to save face,
With a haste...
That leaves a pacing done,
In waste.
Eliminate,
The pacing!
And do,
What it takes.

It takes reflection,
Done.
It takes reflection to overcome.
It takes reflection,
Done...
To remove delusions.

It takes reflection,
Done.
It takes reflection to overcome.
It takes reflection,

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hour Glass

I sit and stare
Watching as every grain falls away
I sit and stare
Asking what's there to life with every falling grain
I sit and stare
Asking what secrets lie within these sands of time
I sit, but this time I wonder
if the next falling grain brings hope to life

Clock's ticking, I sit back to relax
Sands falling, I clear my mind to hear my heart
Every minute passes me by, it's a moment to ponder
Reflections on my actions, the consequences that will seek to haunt me
But what good is this if I sit here another day
Ephemera it may be but life wasted if I regret my steps
watching as life ticks and trickles away from the grasp of man
I wish to see another day
So I sit and ask
if the next falling grain brings hope to life
 

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poem by Sir T.A.E.P.S
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Heathen Town

We used to call it sin city
Now its gone way past that.
Painting the town
And then burning it down.
And even thats old hat.
Now there a choir of angles
And the fall of rome
Singing ave maria
Or home sweet home
Chorus:
Its just a heathen town
I hear only evil
As my tongue is tightened.
I used to be god-fearing
Now Im so frightened
cause the devil will drag you under
By the sharp tailfin
Of your checquered cab (? )
Now I cant sit down,
Im going overboard

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song performed by Elvis Costello
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Sit Around the House to Sing a Blues or Two

All you think about is apple strudel.
And sit around the house to sing a blues or two.
With thoughts to stroll the 'hood' with a poodle.
As you sit reminiscing eating noodle soup!

All you think about is apple strudel.
And sit around the house to sing a blues or two.
With thoughts to stroll the 'hood' with a poodle.
As you sit reminiscing eating noodle soup!

Your wish upon a star ain't going to far.
Getting 'drunked up' and sitting at a bar.

The happy hour came to come to a close.
And there you are with a snotty nose.
Thinking you're attractive with a wobble in your pose.

All you think about is apple strudel.
Ooo...
And sit around the house to sing a blues or two.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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