Russian Roulette
Take it or leave it Ive heard it been said
All this spring fevers just way over my head
Stealing my moments, taking up all my time
Its playing russian roulette with my mind
Its none of my business baby just whats going on
Im not going to wait till somebody throw me a bone
Im way out on a limb now, and nothing seems to rhyme
Its playing russian roulette with my mind
I think that youve caught on, that youve been used and all
Im going down new orleans, Ive got to see dr. john
Got my mojo working everything will be fine
Stop playing russian roulette with my mind
Its not easy baby when everything starts getting out of control
Hang on your hat now, hang on to your soul
Dont worry baby, I wanna throw you the line
Theyre playing russian roulette with your mind
Too many hustlers, Ive been here before
None of them really know just who that you are
Everything gets contracted and space gets confined
Theyre playing russian roulette with your mind
Theyre playing russian roulette
Theyre playing russian roulette
Theyre playing russian roulette with your mind
Theyre playing russian roulette
Theyre playing russian roulette
Theyre playing russian roulette with your mind
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Roulette (FT Jide Bj Akindola)
Russian roulette rolling of dice
rushing men fails to think twice
Russian roulette rolling of dice
these are the chances of life
Looking in the barrel of a gun
The life of a wanderer
Russian roulette rolling of a die
Never a need to think twice
Find your fortunes in my losses
wonder for the purpose of your own
Russian roulette rolling of dice
you play your cards while I play mine
In my teachings these lessons stay in line
Know your limits and your state of mind
Russian roulette rolling of dice
Think twice before you walk in blind
poem by Kelvin Owusu
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Big Sister
Sheep to the slaughter
Oh, this must be love
All your sons and daughters in a strangle, all with a kid glove
Eyes like saucers; oh, you think shes a dish
She is the blue chip that belongs to the big fish
Big sister will be watching over you
Sister see, sister do
Shes got to save me
Shes got you playing russian roulette
Sport of kings, the old queens heart
The prince of darkness stole some tart
Its in the papers, its in the charts
Its in the stop press before it all starts
With a hammer and a slap n tickle in inquisitive garments
With all the style and [? ] purchase of armaments
Compassion went out of fashion, thats all your concernment
Sweat it out for thirty seconds on all the prudeness
Big sister will be watching over you
Sister see, sister do
Shes got to save me
Shes got you playing russian roulette
Shes got to save me
Shes got you playing russian roulette
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Russian Roulette
Hey boy pushin on your girlfriend
Trying to show her all the pain you feel inside
Yeah and head all scrambled and the love is gone
And you dont know what went wrong
But I think I heard you hissing something about blue steel
But when you talk about something like gun play
Let me tell you its a losing bet
But when the hammer falls all bets are called
And five to one youre gonna lose
When you talk about something like russian roulette
Tears run down your sweet loves face
I say shes a mirror of your insides
And you cant scream loud enough to let it go
And you mouthful of pride you just cant swallow
Rips your soul like a hurricane tide
But when you talk about something like gun play
Let me tell you its a losing bet
But when the hammer falls all bets are called
And five to one youre gonna lose
When you talk about something like russian roulette
Pack up your ego and your tantrum
Put it back with your anger and your pride
Beating up on your girlfriend
Aint gonna change anything inside
But when you talk about something like gun play
Let me tell you its a losing bet
But when the hammer falls all bets are called
And five to one youre gonna lose
When you talk about something like russian roulette
song performed by by Edwin McCain
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Roulette
We left the toys out in the yard
I took my wife and kids and left my home unguarded
We packed what we could into the car
No one here knows how it started
But suddenly everything was just so out of control
Now I want some answers, mister, I need to know
I hear all the talk but I dont know what youre sayin
But I think I got a good idea of the game that youre playin
Roulette, thats the name now
Roulette, thats the game now
Roulette, I dont believe what theyre sayin
Roulette, and everybodys playin
I grew up here on this street where nothin moves, just a strange breeze
In a town full of worthless memories theres a shadow in my backyard
Ive got a house full of things that I cant touch
Well all those things they wont do me much good now
I was a fireman out at rikers, I did my job
Mister, Ive been cheated, I feel like Ive been robbed
Im the big expendable, my lifes just canceled, null and void
But what are you gonna do about your new boy
Roulette, youre playin with my life
Roulette, with my kids and my wife
Roulette, every day the stakes get bigger
Roulette, a different finger on the trigger
Down by the river that talks the night speaks in searchlights
And shortwave radio squawk, the police patrol the streets
But Ive left behind the man I used to be, everything he believed in and all that belonged to me
I tried to find my way out to somewhere where I thought itd be safe
They stopped me at the roadblock they put up on the interstate
They put me in detention but I broke loose and then I ran
They said they want to ask me a few questions but I think they had other plans
Now I dont know who to trust and I dont know what I can believe
They say they want to help me but with the stuff they keep on sayin
I think those guys just wanna keep on playin
Roulette, with my life
Roulette, with my kids and my wife
Roulette, the bullets in the chamber
Roulette, whos the unlucky stranger
Roulette, surprise, youre dead
Roulette, the guns to your head
Roulette, the bullets spinning in the chamber
Roulette, pull the trigger, feel the click
No further danger
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Russian Roulette
(clarke / sylvester / hicks)
Back street dive down in new orleans
Gambler shows his face
The place was full of jacks and queens
But I never came up with that bread-winning ace
Whiskys cheap at twice the price
When it kills the pain of bad tumbling dice
The scenes all set for an iou
Give it one more spin then thats me Im through
The wheels like a chamber in russian roulette
Im takin a chance and Im gunnin for red
The wheels like a chamber in russian roulette
Im takin a chance and Im gunnin for red
Lost my shirt headed for the bar
Gonna drown my sorrows in a whisky jar
Head hung low because I got beat
I see a hundred dollar bill layin at my feet
Chorus
Headed for the tables Im wearin my shades
Got to find me a lucky green top,
Cant be one Ive played
My hands are shakin dont wanna lose my cool
Should I keep the big c or gamble like a fool?
Chorus
song performed by by Hollies
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The Dare
In the cold of morn
Silence snuggles up close
Stillness refuels itself
And emptiness takes the wheel
Minding the wild curves?
Of lesser roads taken...
Riding the curbs of human natures handiwork?
One split second away...!
From a disaster?
Playing russian roulette...
Behind oh so long held breaths...
Alas, turning blue waiting for you...
Remembering what you said...
'I'll be seeing you'
But don't hold your breath;
poem by Theodora Onken
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I just love bikes. It's not the safest passion to have, but I guess it's better than Russian roulette.
quote by Ryan Reynolds
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All Or Nothing; For The Gambler
They enjoy the chase
They really like a flutter
They must be the winners
Happy to come out in front
Russian Roulette for horse's
poem by Michael Micmac Mccrory
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Russian Girl
Ive been frozen, now its so hot I can barely see
Ive been cutting them down so they cant make fun of me, yeah
Been a russian girl,
Ive been a russian girl
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been a russian girl
Young child sitting all alone
Hot child, she wants to take you home
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been a russian girl
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been a russian girl
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been a russian girl
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been rushin you
Ive been rushin you
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been a russian girl
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been rushin you
Been a russian girl,
Ive been a russian girl
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been rushin you
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been rushin
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been rushin you
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been a russian girl
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been rushin you
Russian girl, Ive been a russian girl
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been rushin you
Been a russian girl,
Ive been a russian girl
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been rushin you
Ive been rushin you
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been a russian girl
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been rushin you
song performed by by Liz Phair
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Here Comes That Song Again
(flood)
Here comes that song again
Theyre playing that song again
I guess it will never end
Theyre playing it again
Here comes that song again
Here comes that old ache again
The story of my life begins
Theyre telling it again
Ill have to leave
I cant bear it anymore
There must be a place where
Theyll play a different score
Here comes that song again
The jukebox must have found a friend
My heart will never mend
Theyre playing it again
Here comes that song again
The jukebox must have found a friend
My heart will never mend
Theyre playing it again
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Think of war as a game of Russian roulette. It is a game of chance with your life as the grand prize.
quote by Ramman Kenoun
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Dont Need A Gun
A human heart goes out tonight
Yes a red hot love on a red stop light
I see a scene so cold it echoes in blue
Oh those twisting tongues they are after you
Wop bop a lu bop son you gotta move up
Flip flop fly
Lawdy miss clawdy
Of what a story dreams to buy
Dont need a knife to violate my life
Its all so insane
When the other man has none
You dont need a gun
Yes a russian roulette no fun
I dont need a gun
I just need someone
I dont need a gun
Blood red lights a domination street yeah
Just need your love and I feel that heat yeah
You can drive me through
That red stop light
With a whiplash smile
Wop bop a lu bop son you gotta move up
Flip flop fly
Lawdy miss clawdy
Of what a story dreams to buy
Dont need a knife to violate my life
Its all so insane
When the other man has none
You dont need a gun
Yes a russian roulette no fun
I dont need a gun I just need someone
I wont need a gun oh yeah
You will always be crying yeah
Oh you will always be dying
Oh you will always be dying
Elvis a fight the dying light
Johnny ray hes always crying
Gene vincent he cried who slapped john, john, john.
Yes and me, Im movin, movin, movin, movin on.
Yeah to be someone
I dont need a gun.
song performed by by Billy Idol
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Georgia (2008)
Putin's recruitin',
He's bombin' and shootin',
There's no disputin'
He's stickin' the boot in! !
In Georgia the people weep,
It was a truce they couldn't keep,
Meanwhile, let's all go back to sleep.
(Till there's a knock on the door at four in the morning!)
It's Russian roulette
And we haven't won yet! !
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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My Unheard Voice
Their faces flash through my eyes
The touch of their hands I sense
How could they not apprise
my lack of consent; my body was tense
They didn't hear my unheard voice.
I remember his moan
As his filth entered my mouth onto my tongue
From his bone
The taste stung.
He didn't hear my unheard voice.
My hands push the other man, my friend, away
He does not listen, he tries once more, and more…
How could he lead me astray?
I thought to him I wasn't a whore
But I've been deceived once again
By a man that I trust
Because his thoughts were in vein
His mind focused on lust
He didn't hear my unheard voice
They thought I would forget
That's it's not rape if I'm intoxicated
But that's just like playing Russian Roulette
Hoping the bullet would hit me, but I not get affected
I did not forget
And we all know it is rape
And I am more than upset
Because I cannot escape
this nightmare
All because they didn't hear my unheard voice.
poem by Ginger Kastrup
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A Wind Of Silence Is A Wind Of Violence
The wind of silence has become a wind of violence
Guns for war, guns for ones own protection
For some satisfaction, for others lack of affection
Children playing Russian roulette with their feet
Its not even safe anymore walking in the streets
The wind of silence is a wind of violence
Our future will be a reflection
Of our own segregation of the old generation
Lonely hearts lost in desperation
Not one or two, but a whole civilization
The wind of silence has become a wind of violence
The present, the future or the past. What would you choose?
Or shall I say: What have we to lose?
If we want our children to be happy and proud,
Then we have to shout and shout out loud:
Mouth to mouth, throw the dice
But hurry and don't think twice
It's only your voice you have to sacrifice
There is a wind of violence
Let's blow away the wind of silence
poem by Elisabeth Karlberg
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The Killer In A Needle.
Heroin will rob you of everything.
Even your family and friends.
Everything as you know it will come to an end.
Death will come in the form of a needle as the gun in a game of Russian roulette.
The pleasure will be followed by shaking and puking.
You will need more.
And steal just to score.
The sharing of needles will spread disease.
I cant believe your at ease with all of this.
Count the reason not to do it.
And still some will continue on with an addiction that is a never ending affliction.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Shrinking
Have you ever had that feeling
you are growing,
or is it your clothes are shrinking?
You know when your trouser bottoms
start creeping up to your knees,
or your shirt sleeves
start climbing up to your elbows,
or your waistline begins to grow,
but your belt hangs loose,
or your chest is expanding
because the buttons keep popping of your shirt.
Oh yea, I know that feeling ever so well
as it happens to me all the time
just after my wife does the washing.
She follows the instructions to the letter,
but still they begin to shrink.
Nothing is unshrinkable when she goes to wash,
except once.
There always has to be one exception.
I had a nice towelin shirt
and when she had finished with it,
the shirt touched my knees
and looked like I was wearing a skirt.
Here I am six foot three,
yet my clothes will fit someone three feet three
and a lot thinner than me.
Now I am at my wits end wondering just what to do.
It feels like playing Russian roulette
when the next wash begins.
31 January 2011
poem by David Harris
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Mind Games
Were playing those mind games together
Pushing the barriers, planting seeds
Playing the mind guerrilla
Chanting the mantra, peace on earth
We all been playing those mind games forever
Some kinda druid dudes lifting the veil
Doing the mind guerrilla
Some call it magic, the search for the grail
Love is the answer and you know that for sure
Love is a flower, you got to let it, you got to let it grow
So keep on playing those mind games together
Faith in the future, outta the now
You just cant beat on those mind guerrillas
Absolute elsewhere in the stones of your mind
Yeah were playing those mind games forever
Projecting our images in space and in time
Yes is the answer and you know that for sure
Yes is surrender, you got to let it, you got to let it go
So keep on playing those mind games together
Doing the ritual dance in the sun
Millions of mind guerrillas
Putting their soul power to the karmic wheel
Keep on playing those mind games forever
Raising the spirit of peace and love
Love...
(I want you to make love, not war, I know youve heard it before)
song performed by by Lennon John
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Underneath The Colours
No division in the ranks
The lines are long and proud
No question on their lips
But there will always be doubt
Like a chinese painting
All red with its message
A flag high in the sky
Twists and turns its language
Underneath the colours red blue white
Catch a glimpse of others
]from the corner of your eye
With the rise and fall
Of the conductors blind hand
I play russian roulette
I am an angry young man
song performed by by INXS
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Imperialism: Happy Imperialistic FBI Valentine To A Sushi Agents
Do not look at me in the eyes...
FBI
sushi agent
cause,
you look a minimum
wage FBI sushi-chess-or cheese burger
No GDE,
No Connection, and
No emotional secure ground....So stop there
and happy valentine
to you...and all the FBI sushi minimum wage like you....and I still admire
the butt
dwelling free butt....unwatched....un-hijacked....nobody noticed it..shame
on the FBI...SUSHI BOSS....
if you are a PHD
Affiliated with FBI...
happy valentine too...
but, what your butt is doing
there watching out for the FBI....
with a PHD....are you....
a flip flap
double agent
double love
burned from the first round....with a russian in a russian roulette...
if so you are KJB....Puttin...and put it this way....this is
a crime against the nation....
and the valentine law....
to be double PHD
DOUBLE LIPS
DOUBLE BUTT
DOUBLE EVERYTHING
AND ON TOP
WHEN I AM ON TOP
OF MY HEAD
OR ON TOP OF YOU....
YOU WANT ME
TO CHOOSE....ONE OF YOUR NIPPLE
I MEAN DOUBLE IDENTITY NIPPLE....
AK you in valentine day....with a red American heart neck
filled with russian blue vodka...
if you are the boss.
i mean the boss...of the FBI....inch square by inch square and
all the undeclared possessions....
i hope
like obama
in this valentine day
that you are a
sushi
young
sushi
sissi
loussi...
boossi...
i and i will
speak
to the valentine
public
from your red
sushi butt....
If you are busheeze,
-and i said in advance
it is for a sushi ShO-SO
soso
agents...-
never mind.....dropp it, ...and dropp the case...
happy valentine....and play with it.....when you free...or whenever you are free....I mean the valentine gift...
poem by Atef Ayadi
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