Respectable Street
Heard the neighbour slam his car door,
Don't he realise this is respectable street?
What d'you think he bought that car for?
'cause he realise this is respectable street
Now they talk about absorption,
In cosmopolitan proportions to their daughters,
As they speak of child prevention,
And immaculate receptions on their portable,
Sony entertainment centres.
Heard the neighbour slam his car door,
Don't he realise this is respectable street?
What d'you think he bought that car for?
'cause he realise this is respectable street
Now she speak about diseases,
And which proposition pleases best her old man,
Avon lady fills the creases,
When she manages to squeeze in past the caravans,
That never move from their front gardens.
It's in the order of their hedgerows,
It's in the way their curtains open and close,
It's in the look they give you down their nose,
All part of decency's jigsaw i suppose.
Sunday church and they look fetching,
Saturday night saw him stretching over our fence,
Bang the wall for me to turn down,
I can see them with their stern frown,
As they dispense the kind of look that says they're perfect.
Heard the neighbour slam his car door,
Don't he realise this is respectable street?
What d'you think he bought that car for?
'cause he realise this is respectable street
song performed by by Xtc
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The Door's Grief
ah, the door's grief is not really brief,
it has been there since the hinges were fixed,
though it does not sound like an old man
grumbling, though its creaking sound
is hidden on a dropp of mechanical
oil,
there are those who still slam it
and out of too much fear
its grief lies hidden continually
on every closing
when you open it, it gives a respectable smile
yet you fail to understand
what was suppressed from what was not so valiantly expressed
there is no word for this
even the door cannot describe it
till this moment
when you close it again and again
as it becomes
another wall of the house again.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Of course I'm respectable. I'm old. Politicians, ugly buildings, and whores all get respectable if they last long enough.
quote by Robert Towne
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Every vice was once a virtue, and may become respectable again, just as hatred becomes respectable in wartime.
quote by Will Durant
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What You Have
You don’t realise what you have
Until its gone away
I must have been blind or stupid
Not to realise the way I feel
And now I’m cursing myself again
A heartbroken night awaits
And I’m the only one to blame
For letting you walk away
I’m sorry and hope I forgive me
Maybe see you again someday
That I will remember how I feel
And wont lose you again
You don’t realise what you have
Until I saw you walk away
And all those words
You know I never got to say
But I think you may know by now
I curse myself for losing you
Didn’t realise what I had
Until you went away
poem by Matthew Holloway
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The whole force of the respectable circles to which I belonged, that respectable circle which knew as I did not the value of security won, the slender chance of replacing it if lost or abandoned, was against me.
quote by Ida Tarbell
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Crazy World
(b.andersson/b.ulvaeus)
First release 1976
I was out for the morning sun
Couldnt sleep so I thought Id take a walk
I was thinking of you and me
And I went to your house cos I had to talk
I could hardly believe my eyes
When I saw this guy closing your front door
Had a feeling of emptiness
Like Ive never had before
And I close my eyes
Will you leave me, girl?
And I realise
Its a crazy world
As he disappeared in his car
I was stunned and I didnt know what to do
Everything I had ever been
Everything in my lifes a part of you
And I just couldnt move my feet
So I stood on the pavement as you came out
You acted as you didnt know
What it was all about
And I close my eyes
Will you leave me, girl?
And I realise
Its a crazy world
Baby how could you do it
You just told me lies
Had you been behind my back with other guys?
Baby how could you tell me
There was only me
I was stupid to believe you
I was blind but now I see
Then you smiled and you took my hand
there is something, you said, that you may not know,
Theres a couple of men in my life,
And one of them is my brother joe.
Hes been gone for a long long time
But hes back and I think hes gonna stay,
Youll be seeing a lot of him
Hes so nice in every way.
And I close my eyes
Never leave me, girl
And I realise
Its a crazy world
So I close my eyes
Never leave me, girl
Then I realise
Its a crazy world
song performed by by ABBA
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On The Street
On the street
On the street
O, O, On the street
On the street
O, O, On the street
[Everybody dance]
[Watch for the difference]
On the street
{Breaking on broadway]
O, O, On the street
[Shaking on sunset strip]
On the street
[Like nobody booming supporting that]
Da, da, da, da, da ...
On the street
On the street
Dancing
On the street
On the street
Dancing
Dancing
On the street
On the street
[Twisting on the turnpipe]
Dancing
On the street
On the street
On the street ...
Da, da, da, da, ...
Dance on the street ...
song performed by by Madonna
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An uncertified wrestler
As a brown pelican dives for its food
She jumps to the road,
Late in the evening.
Street lights know her whereabouts
And the each brick of the cobbled street
feel her gravity.
She has many stories for her clients
And she knows the fake notes well.
Please do not play with her and bargain the trade
As she's a respectable woman of this uppish World.
Why they so hurry about her certificate of birth
Anybody offers her a better job?
Call by her given name and that's enough.
* Dedication to all my poet friends!
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Lying Fallow
All natures know it’s for the best.
Except for man who lacks the sense
to realise it’s time for rest.
Man views the winter as a test,
a hurdle barrier or fence.
All nature knows it’s for the best.
Although unwelcome as a guest
Conceited man makes no pretence
to realise it’s time for rest
He raises his voice in protest
he’s far too quick to take offence.
All nature knows it’s for the best.
He longs for spring becomes obsessed.
Wild creatures have the confidence
to realise it’s time for rest.
Nature regards man as a jest,
and doubts his mental competence.
All nature knows it’s for the best
to realise its time for rest.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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In The Corner Swept
If I see you on the dirty street
Hovelling in the rain
With a broken shoe,
I promise, I won't be one
To gaze the other way.
Even when my song is unsung
And there is nothing to be heard
Other than funeral dirges,
I don't lose hope
In the happiness I've known.
The days are long
And the night sky pitch black
When I realize in my soul
You've been gone too long
And you won't be back.
I'm a respectable man;
There's nothing I ever asked of you
That you couldn't repeat
In a room of women or children.
You know who I am,
You know whom you've hurt,
But you're still dear to me
After all these years
Of raising myself from the dirt
In the corner where you swept me.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Marking Time
I realise that walking down the street isn't a race,
But, compared to you, I have a much quicker pace.
Against me, it's like you have committed a crime,
When I am trapped behind you, semi marking time.
Please can you not stop in front of me, and then turn;
It really is very annoying, as you, one day, may learn.
I'd appreciate it if you moved to the side of the street,
If you are not actually intending to move your two feet.
When stopping in the middle of a pavement, you may find,
Looks of annoyance on the faces of those people behind.
I've had an amazing idea for a really good invention:
Human indicators, so that I can predict your intentions!
My hopes of a speedy journey, have often been dashed,
When into slow walking tourists, I have almost crashed.
To me, it seems like everyone moves so incredibly slow;
Come on, you guys! Move those feet! GO! GO! GO!
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Old Town Types No. 13 - Larrikin Luke
Luke Gale, the larrikin lad, dwelt in Larrikin Lane,
A low street, a by-street, right at the edge of the town;
King of the boys and hobbledehoys - a vulgar youth, and vain,
Winning from all respectable folk a very respectable frown.
But, oh, to see him on Saturday nights, dolled in his nobbiest duds,
Doing the weekly Saturday rounds; impudent, out for larks
Eyeing the girls at the Saturday shops
Coming for candy and acidy drops,
While Luke and his henchmen leaned on posts, passing inane remarks.
Larrikin Luke knew how to dress; short, black-braided coat,
Big, black, felt hat, low and broad of brim;
Shirt, white and collarless quite, narrow tie at the throat
Neatly drawn thro' a quandong ring; vest low-cut and trim.
But, pride of his wardrobe, badge of his clan, flapping about his feet,
Black pants - wonderful pants, by a snake-skin belt girt low,
Belled at the bottoms and tight on the thighs;
A curly fringe combed down to his eyes;
Thimble heels to his shiny shoes, laced right down to the toe.
When General Booth sent soldiers hence banging the 'Salvo' drum,
Larrikin Luke and his rowdy push hatched more larrikin plots;
And the 'Starvation Army' marched, to the joy of the township's scum,
Down the streets as they wildly beat on old tins and pots.
And the grave town elders shook their heads hearing the ribald songs
As the badgered brothers of 'Blood and Fire' meekly knelt to pray;
'Larrikin Luke is doomed,' they said;
'Nothing but gaol for him ahead.'
Now Luke and his lads have long passed on, but Booth's men came to stay.
Larrikin Luke, when I saw him last, was a sober man and grey,
Boss of a thriving business now, moved to a different town;
Married and made and settled down; marking the young folk's way,
As any respectable citizen would, with a very respectable frown.
A serious man, Luke Gale, esquire, with a grown-up family now,
A family man, and a solid man, as every townsman grants,
Chiding the wayward young, forsooth!
But I see him still in his own wild youth,
With his thimble heels, and his broad-brimmed hat, and those queer bell-bottomed pants.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Dont Go Down That Street
Dont go down that street
In those shoes that squeak
cause I get afraid that you might not come home
Careful how you speak
When youre on the street
cause theyve broken down all the telephones
Dont go down that street, no no no
Dont go down that street, no no no
Dont go down that street
Dont go down that street
Where the brave boys meet
cause Im chicken feed when theyre on their own
Dont get in that car
Things might go too far
(line in japanese)
Dont go down that street, no no no
Dont go down that street, no no no
Dont go down that street
(japanese talkover by miko)
(ooh, ooh, aaah, aah)
(japanese verse)
song performed by by Culture Club
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I came to live in Sophia Street
I came to live in Sophia Street,
In a little house in Sophia Street
With an inch of floor
Between door and door
And a yard you'd measure in children's feet.
When I'd been ten days in Sophia Street
I remembered its name was Wisdom Street;
For I'd learned much more
Than in all the score
Of years I clamoured for books to eat.
poem by Lesbia Harford
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Mary Street
(s. hoffs/v. peterson)
Susanna & vicki
Times up girl now
No more excusing you
And those books you read
Oh girl, you better review
Oh oh oh, mary street
Looking out your door
Oh oh oh, mary street
Now what are you waiting for (what are you waiting for)
You thought that cool
Was in someone elses shoes and makeup
Sitting in your room
Waiting for the moment to come
Oh oh oh, mary street
Looking out your door
Oh oh oh, mary street
Now what are you waiting for (what are you waiting for)
You got no tears for
All the guys who passed you by
All the girls who shut you out
They wont recognize you now
Youre a good girl now
No more excusing you
And those books you read
Oh girl, you better review
Oh oh oh, mary street
Looking out your door
Oh oh oh, mary street
Now what are you waiting for (what are you waiting for)
Oh oh oh, mary street
Looking out your door
Oh oh oh, mary street
Oh yeah, oh yeah
song performed by by Bangles
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Back In The Real World
You tell us how you'll make it to the top,
But you don't try.
Your bullshit makes us sick,
We just laugh until we cry.
We've heard it all before,
And we don't care.
Don't talk to me no more,
Life just ain't fair.
Now that you've patronised us, humiliated us,
Please go away.
I hope you're satisfied, come back,
Say I told you so one day.
We've heard...
Look before you leap,
Think before you speak,
Wait before you move.
How many times must you tell us of your
Stupid pointless dreams?
Wake up and realise that life
Is not as easy as it seems.
We've heard...
Look before...
song performed by by Xentrix
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One Day
Knifing my way through a diamond mine
Dragging those rocks
From seabed to shoreline
Rubies and sapphires on emerald bay
Stretching across the milky way
One day... one day
Prospecting gold and staking my claim
But the only thing I treasure
Is hearing your name
Most everyone dreams diamonds and furs
I dream of love and baby its yours
One day... one day
One day youll realise
Youll see it on her eyes
No room for alibis - one day... one day...
One day youll realise
Feel me materialise
Youll see your just a fool to leave me
One day... one day... one day soon baby
They say that your life is an open book
Well I just wrote a chapter so take a look
Cant blame it on fate or destiny
Now that your book... it features me
One day... one day
One day youll realise
Youll see it in her eyes
No room for alibis - one day... one day...
One day youll realise
Feel me materialise
Youll see your just a fool to leave me
One day... one day... one day soon baby
Hardly a day goes by without me thinking of you
No matter how hard I try you cant escape a dream
Living my life - in the lap of luxury
Living my life - confuse me... confuse me babee
One day youll realise
Ill see it in your eyes
No room for compromise - one day... one day...
One day youll realise
Feel me materialise
Youll see your just a fool to leave me
You cant shake a dream - how I wish that you could
One day your mine get that understood
Until then each night I shall pray
For a love that lasts forever and...
One day... one day
song performed by by Abc
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I don't think we realise just how fast we go until you stop for a minute and realise just how loud and how hectic your life is, and how easily distracted you can get.
quote by Meg Ryan
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The place I had lived we had Croatians to our right, Turks to the left and Russians across the street, as well as Greeks, Lebanese - you name it. I reflect on it now and realise how privileged I was. I appreciate it more and more as the years go by.
quote by Marton Csokas
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Death
When from
A person
Alive…
You become
A dead body
You don't
Realise -
The sudden
Transformation
But
People
Around you
Instantly
Realise -
That from
A ‘somebody'
You've now
Become a
‘Nobody'.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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