Yellow Peril
Hunting in the sea of Japan
Ambrose left a tourist trail behind him
So bold whit his gun in his hand
Of his buzz there was no need to remind him
Tripping over a holy man
Might not hear you don't chose your friends
Ambrose asked for a helping hand
He heaved his chest and pointed west
To where the river ends
With Josie back home on his mind
Brushing of the fruitflies of the season
Ambrose he was surely struck blind
With the sight that defies human reason
On an island of gleaming rocks
Jutting up from the blue lagoon
A ceremonial musicbox
From it flows a bright new merm'
That made our hero swoon
A finer
Miner from China
A finer
Miner from China
The world when the traveler returned
As you know played out it's bloody romances
But Ambrose he knew what he'd learned
With his bride in hand he took his chances
Soon the sound that delights the ear
Blended in with the army's roar
When the warrior is strained to hear
This new bebop, the shooting stopped
Their guns were garded for
[Chorus]
song performed by by Steely Dan
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In His Hand
De Young (in Chicago the story is told)
'Took his life in his hand,' like a warrior bold,
And stood before Buckley-who thought him behind,
For Buckley, the man-eating monster is blind.
'Count fairly the ballots!' so rang the demand
Of the gallant De Young, with his life in his hand.
'Tis done, and the struggle is ended. No more
He havocs the battle-field, gilt with the gore
Of slain reputations. No more he defies
His 'lying opponents' with deadlier lies.
His trumpet is hushed and his belt is unbound
His enemies' characters cumber the ground.
They bloat on the war-plain with ink all asoak,
The fortunate candidates perching to croak.
No more he will charge, with a daring divine,
His foes with corruption, his friends by the line.
The thunders are stilled of the horrid campaign,
De Young is triumphant, and never again
Will he need, with his life in his hand, to roar:
'Count fair or, by G--, I will die on your floor!'
His life has been spared, for his sins to atone,
And the hand that he took it in washed with cologne.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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China
(jack hues / nick de spig)
China, china, on the sea shore
China, china, on the dance floor
China, china, I must have seen your face before
Ive been to cairo and Ive been to khartoum
Ive seen them places from my rented room
Ive been to paris and Ive been to marseille
But that was nothing till I got to cathay
Ive been to new york and Ive been to l.a.
Ive been to delhi and Ive been to bombay
Ive been to venice and Ive been to rome
But now its peking that I think of as home
China, china, on the sea shore
China, china, on the dance floor
China, china, theres no finer place on earth
China, china, I must have seen your face before
song performed by by Wang Chung
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The Tryst
Ambrose stood at the cottage step
A bouquet in his hand,
He'd come to woo sweet Adeline
From a strange and far off land,
They'd known each other since children, and
They'd made to each a vow:
‘I never will love another more
Than I love you, even now! '
They'd played in the heat of the summer sun,
They'd played in the autumn shade,
But winter carried him far from home
And the love that they'd almost made,
They wrote through spring and the summer's height
They wrote right through to the fall,
But the winter chills saw the postman fill
No letterbox at all.
His letters came back, duly stamped
‘Not known at this address! '
He grieved as the spring made true love sing
Anew in his sorrowing breast,
He bought a ticket and travelled home
Third Class, by Packet Steam,
But fretted all of the way across
For the love of his Adeline.
He knocked at the cottage door where she
Had lived when the world was good,
But the knocker made an echoing sound
On the door, where Ambrose stood,
The flowers she'd tended lovingly
Were dead in the window box,
Except for a patch of colour there,
A clump of forget-me-nots.
He knocked, and then he knocked again,
There came no patter of feet,
Only the sound of silence there
As he felt his own heart beat,
He little knew as he turned away
That a bier stood in the hall,
And the coffin that lay there sombrely
Knew nothing of life at all.
She'd ceased to write when she caught the sight
Of the blood on her handkerchief,
And the winter cough said clear enough
That there'd be no summer heat,
She lay in the coffin, sweetly dressed,
With a note beside her brow:
‘I never will love another more
Than I love you, even now! '
poem by David Lewis Paget
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Beecher
So, Beecher's dead. His was a great soul, too
Great as a giant organ is, whose reeds
Hold in them all the souls of all the creeds
That man has ever taught and never knew.
When on this mighty instrument He laid
His hand Who fashioned it, our common moan
Was suppliant in its thundering. The tone
Grew more vivacious when the Devil played.
No more those luring harmonies we hear,
And lo! already men forget the sound.
They turn, retracing all the dubious ground
O'er which it led them, pigwise, by the ear.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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Tibet
Tibet..
All reflected glories some are china come against Japan. China grasping greed as pick up Tibet for long and till now is law.
Venal official claim their own country lands.
China value china olden lands the fishing island which stand near the seas of Japan..
China says they own the fishing island.
Fishing island has change of owner countries for several times. Ok logically pick up fishing island regain their china lands.
Fishing islands back to china all as china grasping greed.
There are sin and china capture Tibet from DALA LAMA.
DALA LAMA and his precedents own and charge Tibet at the older next turns.
Now china arms are strong and all their policies may drum at the worlds but first is Japan which is this chesses and capturing cards.
One should love their country soils but fair for other countries.
Free the Tibet.
Free the Tibet before picking up fishing island and Japan seas that flowed near.
China deaden sounds are gongs and drums.
Get into deathful ends are creepy ways.
China matches are long are sad.
Only saints should lives every more.
China sins are then sinning.
Polar moods are wars are killing forces.
Give the Tibet back to old Tibet leaders all are rights.
---Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3---
poem by Cheung Shun Sang
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Ambidextrous, adj.: Able to pick with equal skill a right-hand pocket or a left.
quote by Ambrose Bierce
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The National Guardsman
I'm a gorgeous golden hero
And my trade is taking life.
Hear the twittle-twittle-tweero
Of my sibillating fife
And the rub-a-dub-a-dum
Of my big bass drum!
I'm an escort strong and bold,
The Grand Army to protect.
My countenance is cold
And my attitude erect.
I'm a Californian Guard
And my banner flies aloft,
But the stones are O, so hard!
And my feet are O, so soft!
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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China Girl
China girl, I met you in the sea sand
You touched me with your cool hand
Your perfumes in the wind
China girl, your daddy tells you white lies
To keep it from my blue eyes
To know me is no sin
Chorus:
And I wont break you, china girl
If you take me into your world
Its been my good fortune to find you
China girl
Stolen flowers, are the sweetest in the mornin
the eastern sun is dawnin
your silks against my skin
China girl, take me to your jasmine place
Cool me with your subtle grace
To know me is no sin
Chorus:
And I wont break you, china girl
If you take me into your world
Its been my good fortune to find you
China girl
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Violence Of Summer
Hey!, pick it up
This'll get you out.. of your head
China's heading up, by the ratings on a motion
She goes with a real head biker, he's a metalhead
She looks me up and down talkin' dirty eyes
Sweet sayin' boy, baby i can lick you any time.
(keep it up)
(ha ha, that's right)
Here we go again...
Bit later...
I'm gonna run into 'em round the back
While all them guys break heads in the sugar shack
Don't give me drink, i don't wanna get too stoned
Then we're gonna see who's gonna take who home
The violence of summer, and love's taking over
It starts with desire, ends up under cover
Those lips will make me right..
You may look down but don't think twice (ooh-oh)
So death is on the way,
So what man? i still want to play....
(oh-oh yeah..)
One, two!
This'll get you out, of your money
This'll pick you up, let's go!
We'll take a ride, going south where her mother writes
For bad news catches up, we still got a little time
We made it all so far away,
One thing is sure, we shouldn't stay
I'll take it all - china gonna get the run around,
A run, a run around..
(chorus)
China,na china,na,na,na
China,na china,na,na,na
China,na china,na,na,na
China,na china,na,na
(chorus)
Mmmmmm
Loves taking over..
Yes loves taking over..
Loves taking over..
song performed by by Duran Duran
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Dave Hill 'Flapping His Arms On The Air To Ride
If anyone knows de origin of the feud between bitter Ambrose Bierce
ref rib 'poor, featherless biped, Dave Hill' hated politician fierce
then 'The Valley Of Dry Bones' 'Caw! Caw! Caw! ' words please pierce?
Quotation from the poem 'The Valley Of Dry Bones' by Ambrose Bierce.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Fisticuffs
They found james ambrose dead in his cell,
A gaping gash in his arm had drained him down to hell.
No one knew for sure if ambrose was his name.
They called him yankee sullivan in early days of fame.
Hed known the game of fisticuffs had always treated him right .
But no one knew the men who came and took his life that night
Hed spent some time in botany bay atoning for his sins.
He fought a bout with hammer lane and took a tainted win.
He was the hero of the bowery, a prince of lawless times.
Then was battered by the butcherman in 1849.
He knew the game of fisticuffs, he knew the game of might.
But no one knew the men who came and took his life one night.
He knew the game of fisticuffs.
Lilly and mccoy were shy of a hundred and forty pounds.
In 1842 they went a hundred and eighteen rounds.
They begged mccoy to cash it in, he said that he would not.
Got up and fought one more round then died right on the spot.
He knew the game of fisticuffs, he knew the game of fight.
But no one knew the game would come and take his life that night.
song performed by by Primus
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China (Ronson Vocal)
China, China, the evening's moving in
See you, soon now, the boat moves with the wind
China, China, I can see the harbour lights
Light your, fire, we'll be warm tonight
China, China, the thoughts drift from the sea
I'm dreaming, of you, wear your dress for me
China, China, the oceans on the wheel(?)
The seagulls flying lower now
China I can feel you by my side
Across the bay, across the Tyne
Can you hear me say
China, China, wear your hair down low
Lady, Lady, you're frozen to the bone
China, China, the catch was good today
The oilskins clinging to my back
And the lantern gently sways
Oh don't you cry, the kids to bed
Didn't mean the things I said
China, China, the years go rolling by
Laughter, sorrow, I will not make you cry
China, China, think before you speak
Always remember the ocean hauls as deep
And if I'm tired of feeling low
Don't let me sleep, you know
China, China, the men are on the quay
Drinking, smoking, talking quietly
The water's calmer now
All my work is done
So China, see ya.
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Rimer
The rimer quenches his unheeded fires,
The sound surceases and the sense expires.
Then the domestic dog, to east and west,
Expounds the passions burning in his breast.
The rising moon o'er that enchanted land
Pauses to hear and yearns to understand.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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Rebuke
When Admonition's hand essays
Our greed to curse,
Its lifted finger oft displays
Our missing purse.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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The Human Sea
Waking up in the night
The fear comes down
Oh
And here I go again with the insecurities
Doubts are running themselves all over me
Help
Help is on the way
She dont have to say
Anything
She reaches out her hand
I know she understands
All of me
Nobody loves me like she
Just another face in the human sea
But she gives me a reason to believe
I myself am an island in the human sea
And I know I am never gonna leave
I was running like a river
Running like a river before
Standing on the beach
Of the human sea
I feel so absolutely insignificant
One more dreamer in a city of heartbreak
Help
Help is on the way
She dont have to say
Anything
She reaches out her hand
I know she understands
All of me
Nobody loves her like me
Just another face in the human sea
But she gives me a reason to believe
I myself am an island in the human sea
And I know I am never gonna leave
I was running like a river
Running like a river before
I dont want to seem too dependent
But I guess it already shows
By the short hairs I will follow
Every where that she goes
Just another face
Help
Help is on the way
She dont have to say anything
I know she understands
She reaches out her hand to me
Nobody lover her like me
Just another life in a human sea
Im just the next one looking for an answer
Take your partners hand for the human dance
Wont you lead
You know Im not a dance
Just another face to the human sea
But she gives me a reason to believe
I find myself an island in the human sea
And I know Im never gonna leave
I was running like a river
Running like a river
I was running like a river
Running like a river before
Just another face in the human sea
But she gives me a reason to believe
Find myself an island in the human sea
And I know Im never gonna leave
I was running like a river
Running like a river
I was running like a river
Running like a river before
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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China
(ian hunter)
(transcribed by colin ford
China, china, the evenings moving in
See you, soon now, the boat moves with the wind
China, china, I can see the harbour lights
Light your, fire, well be warm tonight
China, china, the thoughts drift from the sea
Im dreaming, of you, wear your dress for me
China, china, the oceans on the wheel(? )
The seagulls flying lower now
China I can feel you by my side
Across the bay, across the tyne
Can you hear me say
China, china, wear your hair down low
Lady, lady, youre frozen to the bone
China, china, the catch was good today
The oilskins clinging to my back
And the lantern gently sways
Oh dont you cry, the kids to bed
Didnt mean the things I said
China, china, the years go rolling by
Laughter, sorrow, I will not make you cry
China, china, think before you speak
Always remember the ocean hauls as deep
And if Im tired of feeling low
Dont let me sleep, you know
China, china, the men are on the quay
Drinking, smoking, talking quietly
The waters calmer now
All my work is done
So china, see ya.
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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A Voluptuary
Who's this that lispeth in the thickening throng
Which crowds to claim distinction in my song?
Fresh from 'the palms and temples of the South,'
The mixed aromas quarrel in his mouth:
Of orange blossoms this the lingering gale,
And that the odor of a spicy tale.
Sir, in thy pleasure-dome down by the sea
(No finer one did Kubla Khan decree)
Where, Master of the Revels, thou dost stand
With joys and mysteries on either hand,
Dost keep a poet to report the rites
And sing the tale of those Elysian nights?
Faith, sir, I'd like the place if not too young.
I'm no great bard, but-I can hold my tongue.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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Human
Waking up in the night
The fear comes down...oh
And here I go again with the insecurities
Doubts are running themselves all over me
Help
Help is on the way
She don't have to say
Anything
She reaches out her hand
I know she understands
All of me
Nobody loves me like she
Just another face in the human sea
But she gives me a reason to believe
I myself am an island in the human sea
And I know I am never gonna leave
I was running like a river
Running like a river before
Standing on the beach
of the human sea
I feel so absolutely insignificant
One more dreamer in a city of heartbreak
Help
Help is on the way
She don't have to say
Anything
She reaches out her hand
I know she understands
All of me
Nobody loves her like me
Just another face in The Human Sea
But she gives me a reason to believe
I myself am an island in The Human Sea
And I know I am never gonna leave
I was running like a river
Running like a river before
I don't want to seem too dependent
But I guess it already shows
By the short hairs I will follow
Every where that she goes
Just another face
Help
Help is on the way
She don't have to say anything
I know she understands
She reaches out her hand to me
Nobody loves her like me
Just another life in a human sea
I'm just the next one looking for an answer
Take your partners hand for the human dance
Won't you lead
You know I'm not a dance
Just another face to the human sea
but she gives me a reason to believe
I find myself an island in the human sea
And I know I'm never gonna leave
I was running like a river-ac
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Boy Blue
Hey boy blue, cant you hear all the noise, its for you.
All the towns waiting there, let us go.
Theres a show like you aint seen before.
Weclome home, where you been all these years, look around.
All the crowd is in tears,
Its so good to see you in the streets of your town
Chorus
Hey boy blue is back.
Hey boy blue is back.
Hey boy blue is back.
Hey boy blue is back.
Hey boy blue is back.
Hey boy blue is back.
Ive seen bold knights, dropping down like flies,
Ive seen kings, rolling in the mire,
Ive seen god, point the finger of doom to our foes.
I have fought in the holiest wars,
I have smashed, some of the holiest jaws.
Ive been jailed, been impaled, and been dragged through the world.
One thing, I have learned through these years,
Is that no man, should be stricken with fear.
It should be that he walks with no care in the world.
So my friends, who are gathered today,
Hear this clear, for Ill not further say.
That no amn, shall cause me to take up arms again.
Hey boy blue is back.
Hey boy blue is back.
Hey boy blue is back.
Hey boy blue is back.
Hey boy blue is back.
Hey boy blue is back.
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Arma Virumque
'Ours is a Christian Army'; so he said
A regiment of bangomen who led.
'And ours a Christian Navy,' added he
Who sailed a thunder-junk upon the sea.
Better they know than men unwarlike do
What is an army and a navy, too.
Pray God there may be sent them by-and-by
The knowledge what a Christian is, and why.
For somewhat lamely the conception runs
Of a brass-buttoned Jesus firing guns.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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