Hypnotist Of Ladies
Hes a hypnotist, hypnotist of ladies
Hes a hypnotist, hypnotist of ladies
Youre getting sleepy, very sleepy
Hes a hypnotist, hypnotist of ladies
Never had a pocket watch, never counted backwards
You wont remember why you liked him
You wont remember why you liked him
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Are You A Hypnotist??
I had forgiven you for tricking me again
But I have been tricked again -
Into forgiving you -
What is this?? Are you some kind of hypnotist??
Waving your powers around - the sun eclipse behind the cloud...
I thought I recognized your face
Amongst all of those strangers -
But I am the stranger now
Amongst all of the recognized
What is this?? Are you some kind of hypnotist??
Waving your powers around - the sun eclipse behind the cloud
song performed by by Flaming Lips
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Somehow he became certain the he himself possessed the skills of a hypnotist. How he reached this judgement, I have no idea, but never convinced the rest of us.
quote by Audrey Meadows
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The Hypnotist
Mesmerize my senses with a nonsense
That brings the nervous sleep, the anxious trance,
By the snap of your fingers. If, perchance,
You can navigate past my mind's defense,
Destroy it. Let resolution commence
In a pendulous, therapeutic stance.
Suggest my movements, make me sing and dance
As your marionette. My strings are tense.
Be my hypnotist and then captivate
My oscillating moods and behaviors.
Swing my will to the magnetic orbit
Of your swooping watch, so I'll gravitate
To you, my psychosomatic savior,
As I tread through the unconscious gauntlet.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Minds Deluded With Excuses Are Not Included
One almost has to be a self hypnotist,
To remain focus and not force...
A creativity to flow and exist.
Discipline is part of it and has to be desired.
One without a love for what it is they do,
Will not be motivated, achieve or inspire.
Since the combination of these three,
Has nothing to do with procrastination.
And many who are turned off by work,
But wish for 'perks' to be delivered to their lives...
Are not suitable to produce,
And expect to waste time.
Minds deluded with excuses are not included.
This kind of seduction for them,
Has not been prioritized.
Or on an agenda they ensure thrives and keeps alive.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When Are Limits Reached?
An interesting metaphor.
But whether the name fits what it describes is the question.
A title in comparison to the discoveries sometimes don't meet where they should.
Robbing the Latin language of its properties in the name of a claim to fame.
As stardust falls, is it the as same as you remember or as your grandparents remember?
Does it affect you the same way.
A hypnotist of the day.
In the words he speaks, only of the time is it meant to keep.
A search for the infinite possibilities we do seek.
Changes are employed by the best and the worst.
Is it a battle of good and evil?
Is it a battle of conscience versus no conscience?
A social path is written.
Latitude is given.
But how much is too much?
Restrictions to keep our values in check.
Be careful if you don't it might be something we all forever regret.
A choice made for us all in the name of discovery.
But was it worth it?
Did it meet a single satisfactory standard?
And who is to make that judgment?
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Unwanted Images
It didn't work on that guy over their.
Look at the one pointing his finger.
Look how the effect of it lingers.
He doesn't believe that absent memories can be retrieved.
He's upset.
He feels he has been deceived.
I tried to tell the man just breath.
But he wouldn't listen to me.
He demanded a refund plus damages that been done.
By putting those unwanted images in my head he said.
I ask him of what images?
He kissed me, grabbed me in a place I prefer not to say and said those images.
Now I'm too disturbed and also want my refund.
What refund you might be asking yourself.
Well for the money I shelled out so he could go.
He had major problems against anybody that was not straight.
And now he's gay.
This hypnotist is just wrong.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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To Heal From A Slow Mending To Grow
If something once strongly felt,
Is no longer there...
Existing to feel naturally,
Even the presence of a hypnotist...
Masquerading as a magician,
Will not be able to restore those natural feelings.
Not to be felt when back at a time remembered,
Those feelings from one's heart were freely given.
When those feelings felt begin to leave,
They do not return to make a reappearance.
Anyone who has experienced this emotionally...
To heal from a slow mending to grow,
Up...
To forgive and forget,
Knows....
Once something is felt to leave, it goes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Too Much Truth Is Crude
There is nothing left to surprise...
Unless eyes have been closed,
To ignore false realities...
Resting still in accepting disguise!
And used as props,
To mask more lies!
One would have to visit a hypnotist,
To avoid a world that now exists!
With criticisms blindly thrown...
By those who sit on 'thrones' condoned!
Providing a comforting existence known,
To the ones who feel...
Too much truth is crude and rude to reveal.
Wounding to inflict and can not heal,
Conformed minds confined in fantasies concealed.
And disturbing an addiction,
That overwhelmingly appeals!
Boosted with zest and confessing zeal.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Through Recommendation
Very few read...
So they are not informed.
All seem to believe what they hear.
So easily they are deceived.
They don't comprehend,
Anything that is said to them!
But they do know about 'sin'...
And that has been marketed,
Into a lifestyle...
Everyone participates in.
Mentioning truth is like pulling someone's tooth.
It aches for many to have that expressed.
Whenever it is addressed...
A fear takes over,
And it becomes a hiding contest.
Honesty is not a welcome custom at all.
Some feel it as unnatural...
And too many see it as a character flaw.
Yet everyone seems to be upset...
That their standards of life has taken a downfall.
But no one wants to admit it from their lips...
How they live was a conscious invitation.
Regardless if they now refuse or accept it!
Like indigestion constipating an infection.
Nothing would be the way it is...
If it had not come as requested.
Through recommendation or suggested!
And if it wasn't...
From where did it come from to exist and sit?
Has everyone been lieing to themselves?
Or waiting for a hypnotist to snap them out of it?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ruben Remus
(by j.r. robertson and r. manuel)
Wrote a letter this mornin,
Put it in your hat,
cause no one to read it
And I know you knew that.
I bought a joke, a trick or two,
Just to bring and show you,
Caught ya with the trickster too.
Sometimes I wonder how ya knew
A hypnotist, fancytalker,
Ruben remus aint no doctor
I knew the man and tried to remember
Just where it was that Id seen his face.
Long ago, in a movie show,
He was like that man singin bass.
Knew him by his nursry rhyme:
The story of the rabbit man.
Fell right in and said to him:
Id like to help you if I can.
I know the film would only shock ya,
Ruben remus aint no doctor!
He only needed what you had,
Asked for nothing more,
Said hed like to take you on,
But its been done before.
You couldnt see hes a travelin man
And he cannot take your hand.
Its very hard to understand
Why his songs were never banned.
Guess the man would never knock ya,
Ruben remus aint no doctor!
No one seen ya since hes been gone,
Its been a day, maybe more.
I took a walk in your yard
And knocked on your back door.
Why dont you let me in?
Im not the man who did ya in.
Is mr. remus still your friend?
You say you dont remember him.
Turn me down, would ya?
Well, Ive got news for you.
Turn me down would ya,
Cant ya tell
Im gonna change your mind before im... trough...
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Not a Magician
Give me back my virginity.
I've changed my mind,
I want it back!
You are no soul mate to me.
You tricked me into giving it up.
And I thought forever we would be.
But as soon as we were through...
You told me you had others to do!
That's nasty.
Give me back my virginity.
I want to search for someone else,
My virginity will please.
Someone who's not so quick...
To strip and get it over with.
Someone who likes it fresh.
And tells me I'm the best.
Someone who moans and sighs,
When in between my...
'Mrs. Brown?
MRS. BROWN! ? '
Yes?
Oh...
Yes, Doctor Smith.
'I can help you stop smoking if you wish.
It seems as though you have regressed.
Your issues with sex,
Must be discussed at other scheduled sessions! '
EXCUSE ME?
'I am a hypnotist, Mrs. Brown.
Not a magician!
I don't have those kinds of powers!
Not at these hourly rates! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ladies Man
Well, Ive heard of heartbreakers
But you take the cake
Ladies man
You could charm the diamonds
Off a rattlesnake
Ladies man
Ladies bring it on over
When you give em the glance
They dont stand a chance
First, you unfold them
Then you pigeon-hole em
Ladies man
Well it sure takes a lot of
Good natured self-control
Ladies man
When Im so hot for you and
Youre so cold, so cold
Ladies man
Why do you keep on trying to
Make a man of me
Couldnt you just love me--
Like you love cocaine
Cocaine head games
Cross my heart I swear
Im not trying to trick you
No tricks
Ladies man
Its just a straight ahead feeling
I have for you
Nothing slick
Ladies man
I guess you learn to refuse
What you think you cant handle
Youre acting like a vandal
Wrecking the dream
At the first bad scene
Ladies man
Ladies man
Ladies man
Ladies man
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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Ladies Pay
All the sailors theyre all home from leave
And everybodys waiting for them to try to deceive
The storekeepers have drawn their lace curtains bare
And all the women and the wee young girls all waiting there
Oh, but how the ladies pay
Oh, if they only knew how the ladies pay
Yeah now, how the ladies pay
Oh, when the men theyve gone away
Nobody is standing on upon the door
And nobody is feeding any of the poor
The poor sick soldier lies in bed beside his girl
Thinking of another place on the other side of the world
Ah
How the ladies pay
Oh-oh, oh, how the ladies pay
When the men theyve gone away
Oh, I wish I knew how the ladies pay
Day and night, night and day
How the ladies pay
Day and night, night and day
How the ladies pay
Day and night
Night and day
Day and night
Day and night, night and day, ladies pay now
Night and day, day and night
How the ladies pay
Day and night, night and day
How the ladies pay
Day and night now
Night and day and now
How the pay now
Oh, how the pay now
Ladies pay, ladies pay
Ah, ladies pay the way now
Ladies pay, ah, ladies pay
Ah, ladies pay
Night and day, night and day, night and day
Oh, how the ladies pay
Oh, night and day, night and day, night and day
Oh, how the ladies pay
song performed by by Lou Reed
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She Belongs To Me
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back.
Takes the dark out of the nighttime, she paints the daytime black.
You will start out standing, proud to steal her anything she sees.
But you will wind up peeking through a key hole, down upon your bended knees.
She never stumbles, she's got no place to fall.
She's nobody's child, the law can't touch her at all.
She wears an Egyptian ring, that sparkles before she speaks.
She's a hypnotist collector, you are a walking antique.
Bow down to her on Sunday, salute her when her birthday comes.
For Halloween but her a trumpet, and for Christmas, buy her drums.
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back.
Takes the dark out of the nighttime, you know she paints the daytime black
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Floundering
(carly simon)
First she sees her hypnotist
When she rushes to her psychiatrist
She sees her acupuncturist
Shes got to got to get fixed
Then she sees her scientologist
Gets fed by her nutritionist
She can not seem to resist
Seeking cosmic consciousness
Chorus:
Looks like shes floundering again
Seems to be floundering again
Looks like shes floundering again
Seems to be floundering again
She swears by jack la lanne
Then she throws the I ching again
She searches in the himalayas
For someone to ease the pain
Chorus
Shes looking for a cure
She does not know exactly what for
Chorus
Shes into political activism
Reading up on tibetan buddism
Anna freuds analysed her dreams
And shes hoarse from primal screams
Chorus
song performed by by Carly Simon
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Cellophane Boy
And Im not the judge or the referee
And I cant accept, cause I am uptight
And the smoke screen into my eyes are burning
My concern is I just might get a new life
And I cant relate to the hypnotist
And I cant get close, cause of plastic wrap
And I want to have kids, but their fathers up inside the clouds
The distance between us on my mind
Up until now things have been fine, temporarily
Youre cute, but the circumstances have changed
Your substitution method crutch
Your whole protection from your fame
Theres presentation on my ploy
Is to change my cellophane boy
Oh, its not the 70s
Let your future fly with me
Up until now things have been fine, temporarily
Youre cute, but the circumstances have changed
Your substitution method crutch
Your whole protection from your fame
Theres presentation on my ploy
Is to change my cellophane boy
And I want your habit to be me
Your harbor and your refugee
song performed by by No Doubt
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They have planned a life for you — from the cradle to the grave and beyond — which it would be easy, fatally easy, to accept. The least wandering of the attention, the least relaxation of your awareness, and already the eyelids begin to droop, the eyes grow vacant, the body starts to move in obedience to the hypnotist’s command. Wake up, wake up — before you sign that seven-year contract, buy that house you don’t really want, marry that girl you secretly despise. Don’t reach for the whisky, that won’t help you. You’ve got to think, to discriminate, to exercise your own free will and judgment. And you must do this, I repeat, without tension, quite rationally and calmly. For if you give way to fury against the hypnotists, if you smash the radio and tear the newspapers to shreds, you will only rush to the other extreme and fossilize into defiant eccentricity.
quote by Christopher Isherwood
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Ladies Man
(myles goodwyn)
Published by goody two tunes, inc. - bmi
Last night, what a scene
So cool, a gypsy queen
Some crashed, the talk of the town
So shy, when Im around
Thats right, Im a ladies man, yes I am
Some girls wont let go
Most girls cant say no
First glance, I could see
Your next move was up to me
Thats right, Im a ladies man, yes I am
Come and get it, Im all yours tonight
Theres no reason to be shy
Theres no sittin wonderin why
Cause Im a ladies man
Come and get me, Im all yours tonight, yeah
High heels, crimson shoes
Slow down, lovers groove
Just right, not too fast
Good times were meant to last
Thats why Im a ladies man, yes I am
Come and get it, Im all yours tonight
Theres no need to wonder why
Theres no sittin bein shy
Cause Im a ladies man
Come and get it, Im all yours tonight
Yeah yeah yeah, Im a ladies man
Come on girl, Im a ladies man
Its alright, Im a ladies man
Come and get me, Im all yours tonight
song performed by by April Wine
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Night Time
Distant vague voices waking me up when I sleep
Lightening illuminates my heart diving deep
The vibrations of life are my steady attendant
While a hypnotist claims his share with a pendant
Bathing in oceans under the guard of a silver moon
I'm shaking off the weariness of an inert afternoon
The embraces of long dark shadows are inviting
Dreams not yet dreamed are a threat but exciting
Searching shallow surfaces for intimate destinations
New memories visited give reason for interpretations
Listening to the silence and imitating every tune
Deserts turn to liquid welcoming the rains of monsoon
Primordial rituals of darkness assist in transubstantiation
Blood is running faster betraying the body's revelation
Past struggles become new promises while rapidly expanding
Thrills of the night are powerful without misunderstanding
© 2011
poem by Kristina Louisa Carr
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Goodnight Ladies
Goodnight ladies, ladies goodnight
Its time to say goodbye
Let me tell you now
Goodnight ladies, ladies goodnight
Its time to say goodbye
Now all night long youve been drinking your tequilla
But now youve sucked your lemon peel dry
So why not get high
Goodnight ladies, ladies goodnight
Goodnight ladies, ladies goodnight
Its time to say goodbye
Goodnight sweet ladies, ladies goodnight
Its time to say goodbye bye bye
Oh weve been together for the longest time
But now its time to get high
Come on lets get high
And goodnight ladies, ladies goodnight
Oh, Im still missing my other half
Ah, it must be something I did in the past
Dont it just make you want to laugh
Its a lonely saturday night
Oh, nobody calls me on the telephone
I put another record on my stereo
But Im still singin a song of you
Its a lonely saturday night
Now if I was an actor or a dancer who is glamorous
Then you know an amorus life would soon be mine
But now the tinsil lighted starbreak is all thats left
To play my heartbreak
At eleven oclock I watch the network news
Oh, wow, wow, something tells me that youre nearly gone
You said we could be friends but thats not what I want
Ah, anyway my tv dinners almost done
Its a lonely saturday night
I mean to tell you its a lonely saturday night
One more round
song performed by by Lou Reed
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