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All In A Days Work

Written by dennis deyoung, glen burtnik
Lead vocals by glen burtnik
She wakes up from a dream, checks the mirror for reality
She says come on girl, its all in a days work
Gets herself dressed just in time, disappears on the 8:05
Oh the whistle blows and its all in a days work
til she calls it a day
Oh she smiles as he glances up from the swimsuit issue
Oh she sighs as he walks away into the downtown day
Day after day night after night
Loneliness creeps in her window
She locks the door, turns off the light
Rehearsing a kiss on her pillow, she cries
Its all in a days work
Turning pages while the memories pass
Familiar faces from her senior class
How the years go by when its all in a days work
Dearest ruby, hope you reach your star
Dont ever change, stay as sweet as you are
And when a teardrop falls she calls it a days work
She calls it a day
Oh she waits by the telephone for the call he promised
Oh its late
She puts her heart away for another day
Day after day night after night
Loneliness creeps in her window
She locks the door, turns off the light
Rehearsing a kiss on her pillow, she cries
All in a days work

song performed by by Styx
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Lazy Days (Fun Poem 111)

We all look forward to those days off
when we have no work to do.
The lazy days when you can have
that lie in bed you promised yourself to
and when you finally get up
out into the garden you go
to sit in a chair
and put your feet up enjoying the sun.
If you live in England it’s enjoy the rain.

How those days never seem to happen,
the lie in bed goes a miss
when someone wakes you up
telling you there is work around
the house that has to be done.
As for putting your feet up
you can forget about that to.
There is no rest for the wicked.
Oh my, what have I done?

Lazy days! Yuk! You keep them
they are never any fun;
I’d rather be back at work.
Well that will soon come.
Like all holidays they go too quickly,
here one minute and gone the next.
So much for those lazy days
for you work harder in those than at work.

When you go back to work,
you hear about the wonderful time
someone else had on their day off,
it makes you feel sick,
and all the jobs you had to do.
Then you go and ask your boss
when your next holiday is due.
You promise to make it better,
but in the end, you never do.

26 February 2011

poem by David Harris
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Lap Of Luxury

I work all day and I work all night 4x
I work all day and I work all night
I work so my wife and kids will have a pleasant life
I work as many jobs as I can
Im proud to work I guess Im just a working man
-who am I to complain
I live in the lap of luxury
I got a car and a big tv thats so fine
I go to the pictures when I can
-the pictures take me to far-away lands
-almost makes me forget who I am
Sometimes at work Ive a fantasy
That Im a man who livesa life of mystery
(but) then the whistle brings me to
I cant forget why Im here, Ive got a job to do
-responsibility- is much more important to a man like me
I work all day and I work all night
I work all day and I work all night - etc. etc.
Guitar solo
I got a job at the factory
But I dont mind cause I know that the job is right for me
I dont complain Im satisfied
And I dont care to rub elbows with the wealthy
Theyve got their problems too, I dont envy them a bit dont ya know
Im doin what I want and it aint so bas
Ive got everything that a man could have
(Im) living in the lap of luxury - living in the lap of luxury
Work all day and I work all night
I work all day and I work all night etc. etc.

song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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Four Letter 'Work' Song

Work me up, work me out, work me flip side down.
Work me here, work me there, work me with renown.
Work me hot, work me greedy,
work me through and through.
Work me to the very marrow,
work me just like I'd work you.
Work me proud, work me late,
work me do not hesitate.
Won't you let me work for you?
Work me til I'm black and blue.
Work me steady, work me needy, work me to a lather.
Work me til my backbone breaks, and the buzzards gather.
Work me in, work me under, work me til I bleed,
Work me over red hot coals, work me like a boss in need.
Work me nasty, work me silly, work me through the clover.
Up down, 'n' in between, into a slipknot sweet Jehovah.
Work me, work me, go ahead.
Work me, work me, til I'm dead.

Buddy Bee Anthony

poem by Buddy Bee Anthony
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Ages to Ages

Work was with pain those days
Work was with lot of pain but with less gain.

Work was with lot of pain and more strain
Even though work was with lot of pain and more strain, most of the things were in vein.

Now-a-days work is of less strain and no pain, But with lot of gain.

Now-a-days enormous work is replaced by effective and efficient work.
It is the day of harmony and glare.

Now-a-days there is lesser strain and lot of gain.
But one day will come when there won’t be to humans any pain and strain because every thing will be done using machine's brain then no one will take a chance to know, that they have a brain.

poem by Narendra Kuppan
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Days in Red

Days days days in red
In days days days ahead
The sun is in autumn light
And moon of glowing dark
Sky deep and high
Days days days in red

Flowing on hours in night
Where love lost its flight
Once those were alright
Now they no more spark

Days days days in red
In days days days ahead
The sun is in autumn light
Is there a horizon of ignite
Where hours go on by
Days days days in red

Flowing memories at sight
No feeling seems now right
But love's still inside
Come come babe now close abide

Days days days in red
In days days days ahead
The sun is in autumn light
Is there a horizon of ignite
Where hours go on by
Days days days in red

poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Love Is The Ritual

Written by glen burtnik, plinky
Lead vocals by glen burtnik
Little sister
She got a lot of time she got a lot of money
Dont you know that aint enough
Pretty thing
All dressed up for the main attraction
Like a baby doll looking for love
And she doesnt need a reason
She just hears a calling to the wild
God gave man the breath of life
To grow up strong to take a wife
To change the world and love is the ritual
You learn to walk & talk & laugh & cry
Heart & soul til the day you die
And above it all love is the ritual
Little man
Beating his chest & flexing his muscles
Gun for hire, he shoots for a star
Like a handsome prince
Walking down the streen in his shining armor
Romeo in search of his heart
Theres a method to this madness
And a message calling to the wild
God gave man the breath of life
To grow up strong to take a wife
To change the world and love is the ritual
You learn to walk & talk & laugh & cry
Work your fingers to the bone til the day you die
And above it all love is the ritual
Come on dance little sister, little sister wants to dance
All night looking for true romance
When in a black leather jacket walks little brother
To rock her world, to be her lover
So signal all the children
Send a message calling to the wild

song performed by by Styx
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Nothing Ever Goes As Planned

Written by dennis deyoung
Lead vocals by dennis deyoung
Whatcha going to do when the sun goes down tonight
Youll hit the same old clubs, rap that same old trash
Thats right
Youve got them real silk shirts and them baggy pants
Dago shoes in the colors that match
But the girls are acting bored
And youre feeling like youre going to lose
Youve got the g.q. blues
You get up every morning and you go to work each day
(you go to work, you go to work, you go to work)
Been doing the same damn job for ten long years this may
(youve got to work, youve got to work, youve got to work)
Youve been working and saving for your jamaican dream
Paradise is waiting across the sea
But when your plane lands montego turns to monsoon
Youve got the island blues
cause, nothing ever goes as planned
Its a hell of a notion
Even pharaohs turn to sand
Like a drop in the ocean
Youre so together and you act so civilized
But every time that things go wrong youre still surprised
Youve done your duty, youve paid a fortune in dues
Still got those mother natures blues
I strut around the stage like a little king tonight
Theyll scream for every word and every note, thats right
But when the show is over and Im all alone
Cant reach my baby on the telephone
And everywhere I look mr. loneliness is in the news
Ive got the big star blues
Boy, nothing ever goes as planned
Its a hell of a notion
Even pharaohs turn to sand
Like a drop in the ocean
Im so together and I act so civilized
But every time that things go wrong
Im still surprised
Ive done my duty and paid a fortune in dues
Still got them mother natures blues

song performed by by Styx
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The Night Cometh

Work! for the night is coming;
Work! through the morning hours;
Work! while the dew is sparkling;
Work! 'mid the springing flowers;
Work! while the day grows brighter,
Under the glowing sun;
Work! for the night is coming,--
Night, when man's work is done.

Work! for the night is coming;
Work! through the sunny noon;
Fill the bright hours with labour,
Rest cometh sure and soon.
Give to each flying minute
Something to keep in store;
Work! for the night is coming,--
Night, when man works no more.

Work! for the night is coming;
Under the sunset skies,
While their bright tints are glowing,
Work! for the daylight flies;
Work! till the last beam fadeth,
Fadeth to shine no more;
Work! while the night is darkening,--
Night, when man's work is o'er.

poem by Annie Louisa Walker
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African Night Flight

African nightmare one-time mormon
More men fall in hullabaloo men
I slide to the nearest bar
Undermine chairman I went too far
Bent on a windfall rent a sony
Wonder how the dollar went down
Gotta get a word to elizabeths father
Hey no, he wished me well
Seemed like another day
I could fly into the eye of God on high
His burning eye will see me through
(one of these days, one of these days got get work through one of these days)
His burning eye will see me through
(one of these days, one of these days, got get work through one of these days)
Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana
Getting in mood for a mombassa night flight
Pushing my luck, gonna fly like a mad thing
Bare strip takeoff skimming over rhino
Born in slumber less than peace
Struggle with a child whose screaming dreaming
Drowned by the props all steely sunshine
Sick of you, sick of me
Lust for the free life
Quashed and maimed
Like a valuable loved one
Left unnamed
Seemed like another day
I could fly into the eye of God on high
Seemed like another day
I could fly into the eye of God on high
Over the bushland over the trees
Wise like orangutan that was me
His burning eye will see me through
(one of these days, one of these days got get work through one of these days)
His burning eye will see me through
(one of these days, one of these days, got get work through one of these days)
Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari
Asanti

song performed by by David Bowie
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Goin To Work

(bill lloyd/pam tillis)
The alarm went off but I wasnt asleep
After tossin and turnin all night what a relief
To go to work, get up and go to work
So I get onto the highway and I head into town
Theres one part of my life I wont let you tear down
Yeah and thats my work-right now Im goin to work
When the whistle blows, Ill be there
Life goes on even when its not fair
And whos got time to hurt, right now
I got to go to work
Now I remember what it is I do
For a while I thought my life was just loving you
But now its back to work
Oh thank God for my work
So from nine to five I take a break from an empty
Bed and a heart that aches, Im good at my work
Oh Im good at my work
When the whistle blows, Ill be there
Life goes on even when its not fair
And whos got time to hurt, right now
I got to go to work
Oh I got to stay busy thats the only way
Throw myself into my business and collect my pay
Watch me keep it together while I fall apart
cause a world wont stop for a broken heart
Oh no, no
When the whistle blows, Ill be there
Life goes on even when its not fair
And whos got time to hurt, right now
I got to go to work
Watch me Im goin to work
Oh yeah you know Im good at my work
Right now Im goin to work
Goin to work

song performed by by Martina Mcbride
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The Days of School/ Syllable Cinquain

School Days
Crazy, boring
Work! Work! Work! Too much work!
The last days are always the best
All done.

poem by David Kulczyk
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Back To Chicago

Written by dennis deyoung
Lead vocals by dennis deyoung
I was waiting all alone last night
When they cancelled all remaining flights
And I was suddenly aware, I was being so unfair
To turn and run from you again
So I called you on the telephone
And I said hey girl Im coming home
Cause I know my words were cruel
And that I acted like a fool
But Im gonna make it all up to you
And I dont care what people say
Cause Im gonna love you night & day
Oh baby if you still want me
Still need me, all you gotta do is let me
Walk right up to your door
Im makin my way back to chicago
Im makin my way come rain or shine
Im gonna find true love waiting for me
Im gonna make it all work out for good this time
Lets go walking by the beach tonight
And watch the sun come up on lake shore drive
Then Ill take you in my arms
And Ill keep you from all harm
Cause I know everything is gonna be alright
And I dont care what people say
Cause Im gonna love you night & day
Oh baby if you still want me
Still need me, all you gotta do is let me
Just walk right up to your door
Im makin my way back to chicago
Im makin my way come rain or shine
Im gonna find true love waiting for me
Im gonna make it all work out for good this time
Im makin my way back to chicago
Im makin my way come rain or shine
Im gonna find true love waiting for me
Im gonna make it all work out for good
Know its understood
Im coming home to stay this time

song performed by by Styx
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I Am A Soldier's Girl

I am a girl who waits for days, weeks, months
and even years just for a single kiss.

I am a girl who cries
at his every goodbye.

I am a girl who rejoices
at his every return.

I am a girl who cuts my classes
just to be with him in few hours.

I am a girl who prays every night
for his safety and security.

I am a girl who cherishes
his every touch and caress.

I am a girl who treasures
his every tender kiss.

I am a girl who savors the smell
of his perfume and sweatshirt.

I am a girl who cries every night
because missing him hurts so bad.

I am a girl who walks alone on the street
because my man isn't here to hold my hand.

I am a girl who hates to hear lovesongs
because I couldn't help myself but cry.

I am a girl who stares at my phone
all day long waiting for his call.

I am a girl who dismisses my tasks
just to answer my phone when he calls.

I am a girl who has a big smile
when my phone beeps and I got his message.

I am a girl who stays at the rooftop every night
unwinding myself from sadness.

I am a girl who kisses the wind
wishing it could bring my kiss to him.

I am a girl who holds his photos
until I sleep and wake up the next morning.

I am a girl who defies distance
for the man I truly love.

I am a girl who patienlty waiting
for my soldier to come home.

I am a military girlfriend
who is deeply inlove with my soldier.

©2009 CONICONZ

poem by Connie Tallada
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An Old Man Should By This Time

AN OLD MAN SHOULD BY THIS TIME
KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH HIS DAYS

An old man should by this time
Know what to do with his days-
But each day for me is a struggle and a question-
I hesitate and begin slowly
I try to know how to work
I fumble
A little here and a little there
And I sort of find my way-

But rare are the days that I work as a I should-
I am more easily distracted now
Though I never was a champion of long- time concentration
A little here a little there
Until I sometimes find the rhythm-

But always the question the doubt
The wonder whether I am doing right
The not knowing -

An old man by this time
Should be sure of himself in his work-

But I am not
And of course not in these lines also.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Oh Happy Days

Oh happy days,
Everyone likes you.

Oh happy days,
Please stay today.

Oh happy days,
Sweet like honey.

Oh happy days,
loving family ties.

Oh happy days,
Giving us strength.

Oh happy days,
Children out playing.

Oh happy days,
On the green grass.

Oh happy days,
With boundless optimism.

Oh happy days,
I give thanks.

Oh happy days,
Dreaming for more.

Oh happy days,
Warm and bright.

Oh happy days,
Like love eternal.

Oh happy days,
And glad memories.

Oh happy days,
New hope prayers.

Oh happy days,
With smiling faces.

Oh happy days,
Holidays and health.

Oh happy days,
With close friends.

Oh happy days,
Generous and giving.

Oh happy days,
Shiny rainbow dreams.

Oh happy days,
Till the very end.

Oh happy days,
Always and forever.

Amen.

poem by Rowina Mallick
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Good Ole Days

I work my job all the way to the weekend
Call all my buddies, ask where you been
Let's get together somewhere, seven o'clock
Wanna pop a top, pop a top
Wann go, wanna roll, wanna rock it
Hey, hey let's make some good ole days
Hey, hey let's make some good ole days
That's right,
Let's make some good ole days tonight
Hey, baby, what's the chance you dancing with me?
Been watching you all night
Like what I see
That big old moon is shining down from above
You know it's stirring up magic stuff
This could be the night we fall in love
Chorus
Ice cold, wild free
Night's young for you and me
Let's do something that we'd never dare
Something we'll be talking about in our rockin chair
Hey, hey let's make some good ole days
Hey, hey let's make some good ole days

song performed by by Phil Vassar
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Work

Keep your fingers busy
Mentally or physically
What four-letter word
Dyou know like ...
Look at me smile
Look at me doing their
Work
Ysee me shuffle in the dirt
My how I sweat
But I dont mind
Cause its work
You got me rolling up my shirt
Theres all my old friends
Sat by the fountain drinking beer
Their days have no starts and no ends
They drift into pub nights with no
Promise for tomorrow
All that they want is some
Work
Work
Look at me smile
Look at me polish these
Tools
Am I breaking all the rules?
A cycle like that
I dont want to be late for school
Well its night school
Now all my new friends
Sit in their [site] huts drinking tea
My day has no start and no ends
Drifts into whole nights in my
Coffin by the fireside
Bugger this game
I know whos to blame
And thats
Work
Aw, work
Keep your fingers busy
Mentally or physically
What four-letter word
Dyou know like
Oh! work, work
Oh! work, work
Im back with my old friends
Sat by the brunel drinking beer
Dont want this to ever end
Were living in fear of being
Mizzled by a new myth
Work
I dont want to go to work
Work
I dont want to go to work

song performed by by Xtc
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Days

- Album: Reality
- Lyrics and music by David Bowie
Hold me tight
Keep me cool
Going mad
Don't know what to do
Do I need a friend?
Well I need one now
All the days of my life
All the days of my life
All the days I owe you
All I've done
I've done for me
All you gave
You gave for free
I gave nothing in return
And theres little left of me
All the days of my life
All the days of my life
All the days I owe you
With redeyed pain I'm knocking on your door again
My crazy brain in tangles pleading for your gentle voice
Those storms keep pounding through my faded heart
I'll play your sooth my sorry soul
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days I owe you
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days I owe you
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days I owe you
All the days of my life

song performed by by David Bowie
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A Poem For the Everyday Routine College Student

Days roll by with endless work here
I know it is not much as it appears
But if you were sitting here, if you were me
With this clock ticking by you would see
That it truly isn’t easy
“All work and no play makes jack a dull boy”
Same here goes for me; where there’s no company or joy
Alone with a desk and a notebook filled with paper
And it’s true, the silence makes it harder
Music should fill the air
Laughter should break out everywhere
There should be dancing all around
Not this room, empty of all sound
Only a couple more days left
Although this work is committing theft
So now I think it’s time to close the book
And end the work that has always been the crook
Let me enjoy the next few days
I’ll go outside and enjoy the sun’s rays
Goodbye chair, notebook, and boredom
Hello to a new day with its new freedom

Written: November 18,2010

poem by Ryan Collins
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Thousand Eyes

Chorus
The night has a thousand eyes
And theyre all on you
The night has a thousand ears
Listening to your cries
Let it work its magic
Let it work its magic
The night has a thousand eyes
Verse 1
You, you had to slip away
After all that spark
You, said all that you could say
And slipped into the dark
I could not let you go
Alone into the night
I had to let you know
The magic there, in the night air
Chorus
The night has a thousand eyes
And theyre all on you
The night has a thousand ears
Listening to your cries
Let it work its magic
Let it work its magic
The night has a thousand eyes
Verse 2
You, somewhere out in the dark
Runs a wounded heart
You, stumbling in the night
In the air of after light
You take along the fears
Did you waste these years,
And did they warn you
Of the night zone all alone
Sometimes it takes a fight
To keep everything on track,
And sometimes it takes a starry night
To bring the magic back
This was the time
And this was the place
With starlight on your face
And the moon on the rise,
The night has a thousand eyes

song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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