If Only
I cut my finger when you left the room,
The wound has healed long since then.
But the finger keeps bleeding, keeps bleeding
For reasons unknown to me.
I heard me stutter when you left the room,
The wound has healed long since then.
But my mind keeps stuttering, keeps stuttering
For reasons unknown to me.
If only I could remember
The tune I was whistling that day,
If only I could remember
The streets I had walked that day,
If only I could remember
If only, if only.
I saw me crying when you left the room,
The wound has healed long since then.
But my soul keeps crying, keeps crying
For reasons unknown to me.
If only you could tell me
Why Im smoking myself to death,
If only you could tell me
Why Im working myself to death,
If only you could tell me,
If only, if only.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Strangers Room
- at this time.....i just like to sing..
Here in this lonely room,
Late in the afternoon
Dreaming my life away-hey.
Dont answer the telephone,
Im not home receiving you.
Here in the afternoon,
Alone in some strangers room,
What am I doing here at all?
No need to over do it,
Im bleeding now,
Im bleeding now.
Stop the bleeding now,
Stop the bleeding now.
Oozing out
Dripping down
Tables silent shout.
Aghhh!
(scat sing and whistle)
Stop the bleeding now.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Strangers Room
- at this time.....i just like to sing..
Here in this lonely room,
Late in the afternoon
Dreaming my life away-hey.
Dont answer the telephone,
Im not home receiving you.
Here in the afternoon,
Alone in some strangers room,
What am I doing here at all?
No need to over do it,
Im bleeding now,
Im bleeding now.
Stop the bleeding now,
Stop the bleeding now.
Oozing out
Dripping down
Tables silent shout.
Aghhh!
(scat sing and whistle)
Stop the bleeding now.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Bloody Mess
shes left in the middle of the room,
beaten and broken,
she crys out in the night,
no one around,
to say its alright,
shes bleeding from unknown places,
she passes out in the bloody mess,
her husband gone,
never to return,
she lays there slowly bleeding out,
the baby inside her,
no longer alive,
her husband killed her and left a bloody mess,
with tears and blood stained to her face,
she gave her life,
for her husbands bloody mess
poem by Alicia Roseberry
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The Rose With Thorns
The rose with thorns
Beautiful passion red rose
But dangerous with thorns
Picked off the garden
By a bard on
Realize he was bleeding
Thought roughly about his feelings
About why the rose had thorns
Never again would he pick up the red rose with thorns
The rose only brought him pain
Thoe he did not go insane
By wanting to stomp on it
But he just forfeit on it
He just let the rose there on the ground
And the rose was hoping it would be found
So the bard on
Left the garden
Checked his finger with the thorn pulled it out
finger was bleeding and never looked back at the rose with the thorns
poem by Jose antonio Torres galeana
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Romeo Is Bleeding
You made me love you
Too blind to see, yeah
Tomorrow comes
Casanova might bleed
Having so much,
How could I be so far wrong
Lve always known pain is part of pleasure
For someone else
Hoping it would never cloud my soul
Taking me so long to fall, oh no
Chorus:
Romeo is bleeding
Cant hold out forever
Romeo is bleeding
Hurting for himself
Romeo is bleeding
No pulling it together
Romeo is bleeding
Why you die for love?
You cant imagine what you dont know
So here I am,
Howd I get so much in love
Led by my heart
And addicted to the thrill - oh
You come around say
You lost your love light
Lm breaking down,
Paying for my past life
Found out by all the pain that I feel
Chorus:
Romeo is bleeding
Cant hold out forever
Romeo is bleeding
Hurting for himself
Romeo is bleeding
No pulling it together
Romeo is bleeding
Why you die for love?
I wont die
But I better find a way to be healed
Chorus: (repeat)
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Hemorrhage
Hemorrhage (In My Hands)"
memories are just where you laid them
drag the waters 'till the depths give up their dead
what did you expect to find?
was there something you left behind?
don't you remember anything i said when i said
don't fall away, and leave me to myself
don't fall away and leave love bleeding
in my hands, in my hands again
leave love bleeding
in my hands, in my hands
love lies bleeding
oh hold me now i feel contagious
am i the only place that you've left to go
she cries her life is like
some movie black and white
dead actors faking lines
over and over and over again she cries
don't fall away, and leave me to myself
dont fall away, and leave love bleeding
in my hands, in my hands again
leave love bleeding
in my hands, in my hands
love lies bleeding
and i wanted
you turned away
you don't remember, but i do
you never even tried
don't fall away and leave me to myself
don't fall away and leave love bleeding
in my hands, in my hands again
leave love bleeding
in my hands, in my hands
love lies bleeding
song performed by by Fuel
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Wrapped Around Your Finger
You consider me the young apprentice
Caught between the Scylla and Charibdes.
Hypnotized by you if I should linger
Staring at the ring around your finger.
I have only come here seeking knowledge,
Things they would not teach me of in college.
I cant see the best in me
That you saw
I'll be wrapped around your finger.
I'll be wrapped around your finger.
Mephistopheles is not your name,
But I know what you're up to just the same.
I will listen hard to your tuition,
And you will see it come to it's fruition.
I'll be wrapped around your finger.
I'll be wrapped around your finger.
Devil and the deep blue sea behind me
Vanish in the air you'll never find me.
I will turn your face to alabaster,
Then you'll find your servant is your master,
And you'll be wrapped around my finger.
I'll be wrapped around your finger.
You'll be wrapped around my finger.
I'll be wrapped around your finger
song performed by by Underoath
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I Am
Well fire it up
Chop one out
Somebody's got to know
That I'm two days in
I got two days left to go
Cause I am Georgia
I am Memphis Tennesee
I am everything
Hollywood wants to be
I am love and I am hate
I'm your late night drunk debate
But you'll never put
Your finger on me
Have you ever seen the sun
Over the rocky mountains shinin
Or touched the sands
Of a southern Florida beach
Have you seen a grown man cry
Or a child that's slowly dying
Have you looked inside
To see al that you can see
And I am North and South Dakota
And New York City
I am everything Hollywood wants
To be
I am love an I am hate
And all the critics can debate
But they will never put a finger
On me
No you'll never put a finger on
Have you seen the northern falls
Or the midwest seasons changing
A Montana storm
Or a warm Kentucky rain
Have you heard the love that sings
Over the inner city sidewalks
Have you risen above
All that leads to hate
And I am Boston and D.C.
And all of Detroit city
I am everything
That Hollywood wants to be
I am southern rock-n-roll
Country and hip hop soul
And you'll never put a finger on me
I'm a father and and I'm a friend
I'm your brother till the end
But you'll never put your finger on me
I am only God knows why
Ill be a cowboy till I die
But you'll never put you
Finger on me
You'll never put your finger on me
You'll never put
You'll never put
Put your finger on me
song performed by by Kid Rock
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Quintetto
[To the tune of "Turning, turning, turning, as wheel goes round."]
RECITATIVE. MR. PAPERSTAMP:
Jack Horner's CHRISTMAS PIE my learned nurse
Interpreted to mean the public purse.
From thence a plum he drew. O happy Horner!
Who would not be ensconced in thy snug corner
THE FIVE:
While round the public board all eagerly we linger,
for what we can get we will try, try, try:
And we'll all have a finger, a finger, a finger,
We'll all have a finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
MR. FEATHERNEST:
By my own poetic laws, I'm a dealer in applause
For those who don't deserve it, but will buy, buy
So round the court I linger, and thus I get a finget
A finger, finger, finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
THE FIVE:
And we'll all have a finger, a finger, a finger,
We'll all have a finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
MR. VAMP:
My share of pie to win, I will dash through thick and thin
And philosophy and liberty shall fly, fly, fly:
And truth and taste shall know, that their eve Iasting foe
Has a finger, finger, finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
THE FIVE:
And we'll all have a finger, a finger, a finger,
We'll all have a finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
MR. KILLTHEDEAD:
I'll make my verses rattle with the din of war and battle,
For war doth increase sa-la-ry, ry, ry:
And I'll shake the public ears with the triumph of Algiers,
And thus I ll get a finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
THE FIVE:
And we'll all have a finger, a finger, a finger,
We'll all have a finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
MR. PAPERSTAMP:
And while you thrive by ranting, I'll try my luck at canting,
And scribble verse and prose all so dry, dry, dry:
And Mystic's patent smoke public intellect shall choke,
Arld we ll all have a finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
THE FIVE:
We'll all have a finger, a finger, a finger,
We'll all have a finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
MR. ANYSIDE ANTIJACK:
My tailor is so clever, that my coat will turn for ever,
And take any colour you can dye, dye, dye:
For all my earthly wishes are among the loaves and fishes,
And to have my little finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
THE FIVE:
And we'll all have a finger, a finger, a finger,
We'll all have a finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
poem by Thomas Love Peacock
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Sleep
When my mom came
Inside my room
I was under a blanket
And water smooth on window panes
Was trickling in the rain
The candles burned
When the wax curled
And fell on my mom's finger
And softly I
Without a sound
Sat up inside my bed
And put my finger onto hers
And calmly I just said,
'You mustn't weep
You mustn't cry
For daddy didn't really die.
He's waiting for us in his room
He will wake up
next afternoon
I promise you, he's
here alright
Along with us,
not out of sight
Not in the heavens,
Or in the ground
He's sleeping,
sweetly,
Safe and sound.
Believe me, mama
He's alive.
You mustn't cry
You mustn't weep,
I swear I heard him.
He's just... asleep.
poem by Sasha Ioffine
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Choices
Leaders are guilty of nothing
They're perfectly insane
But if they'd point the finger at themselves
Who would be left to blame
Lead into grace
Lead to corruption
Ini-Mini-Miny-Mo
A truth or lie has to be spoken
Ini-Mini-Miny-Mo
King or con has to be chosen
Ini-Mini-Miny-Mo
Way of life complete or broken...broken
Choices
No more...choices
No more...choices
No more...choices
Leaders are guilty of nothing
They're perfectly insane
But if they'd point the finger at themselves
Who would be left to blame
Follow truth or stutter through a lie
Ini-Mini-Miny-Mo
Will to push or give up and fall behind
Ini-Mini-Miny-Mo
Live with peace or nurture your tragic life
Ini-Mini-Miny-Mo
Bite the bullet or swallow it whole
Leaders are guilty of nothing
They're perfectly insane
But if they'd point the finger at themselves
Who would be left to blame
Point the finger at yourself
There's no choice
Anymore anyway...
We don't have a choice
Anymore anyway
We don't have a voice
Anymore Anyway
There's no choice in freedom
There's no voice in freedom
We don't have a choice
Anymore anyway
We don't have a voice
Anymore anyway
There's no choice in freedom
There's no voice in freedom
Leaders are guilty of nothing
They're perfectly insane
But if they'd point the finger at themselves
Who would be left to blame
They're lost system of destruction
Flush all hope down the drain
But if they'd point the finger at themselves
Who is left to blame
Who is left to blame
We don't have a choice
Anymore anyway
We don't have a voice
Anymore anyway
There's no choice in freedom
There's no voice in freedom
We don't have a choice
Anymore anyway
We don't have a voice
Anymore anyway
There's no choice in freedom
There's no voice in freedom
We don't have a choice
Anymore anyway
We don't have a voice
Anymore anyway
We don't have a reason
Anymore anyway
We don't have control
Anymore anyway
We don't have opinions
Anymore anyway
There's no choice in freedom
There's no voice in freedom
Freedom, buy in
Freedom, sell out
Freedom, betray
Freedom, lay down
Freedom, corrupt
Freedom, opinion
Freedom, give up
Freedom, give in
song performed by by Mudvayne
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Can't Put My Finger On It
Is it alive, does it writhe
Can it survive under the sun?
I can't put my finger on it.
Is it green, is it red
Is it alive or is it dead
I can't put my finger on it
Scathe with a lathe
All the days in the past
I can't put my finger on it
Is it brown, is it white
Is it really outta sight
I can't put my finger on it
Can it squeal, does it squirm
If it's fresh will it burn?
I can't put my finger on it
Can it fly, will it try
If the wings are still wet?
I can't put my finger on it
Can it heal, is it real
Can it feel the threads of time?
I can't put my finger on it
Does it glow, will it shine
Does it leave a trail of slime
I can't put my finger on it
Are you surprised when I touch the dwarf inside?
(Repeat three times)
(Repeat first verse
song performed by by Ween
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The Lonely Room
Tiptoe around the room.
What is it that is found?
Silence, except for the clock that's ticking
nothing else is around.
An empty room with nothing in it,
only the clock that ticks the minute
in this lonely room.
Why was the clock left behind
with not a soul to tell the time?
It was on the mantelpiece
with nobody to hear it chime.
Was it left as a reminder?
I think it would have been kinder
to remove it from the room.
Left alone, it had no purpose.
Who could hear it now?
Ghosts from the past that once lived here
that have taken a vow
to listen to the clock's every minute
in the room with nothing in it
but the ghosts and the time.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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I Can't Put My Finger On It
[chanting]
Is it alive, does it writhe
Can it survive under the sun?
I can't put my finger on it
Is it green, is it red
Is it alive or is it dead
I can't put my finger on it
Scathe with a lathe
All the days in the past
I can't put my finger on it
Is it brown, is it white
Is it really outta sight
I can't put my finger on it
Do you know what i'm saying?
Do you know what i'm saying, people?
Can it squeal, does it squirm
If it's fresh will it burn?
I can't put my finger on it
Can it fly, will it try
If the wings are still wet?
I can't put my finger on it
Can it heal, is it real
Can it feel the threads of time?
I can't put my finger on it
Does it glow, will it shine
Does it leave a trail of slime
I can't put my finger on it
I tell you one time...
Are you surprised when i touch the dwarf inside?
(repeat three times)
(repeat first verse)
Ha ha ha...oh yeah, oh yeah!
song performed by by Ween
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Wrapped around your finger
You consider me the young apprentice
Caught between the Scylla and Charibdes.
Hypnotized by you if I should linger
Starring at the ring around your finger
I have only come here seeking knowledge
Things they wouldn't teach me of in college
I can see the destiny you sold
Turn into a shining band of hope
I'll be wrapped around your finger
I'll be wrapped around your finger
Nafostaveles is not your name
But I know what you're up to just the same
I will listen hard to your tuition
You will see it come to it's fruition
I'll be wrapped around your finger
I'll be wrapped around your finger
Devil and the deep blue see behind me
Vanish in the air you'll never find me
I will turn you face to alabaster
Then you'll find you're servant is your master
You'll be wrapped around my finger
You'll be wrapped around my finger
You'll be wrapped around my finger
song performed by by Green Lizard from Identity
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Quietly
Quitely explodes your love
Your insecurity is so soft to me
I cant let you bleeding
We are falling into us
I see you dyin in my eyes
Just let it all go
You left
So am i
We go insane
Just let it all go
You left
So am i
You leave on inside
Quietly we arrive
Your insecurity is so soft to you
You cant let me bleeding
We are falling into deep
Im dying in your open mouth
Just let it all go
You left
So am i
We go insane
Just let it all go
You left
So am i
You leave on
You leave on inside
So you care
Leave them on
So you care
Leave them on with a shine
And you cant go on with your life
Its a fact we cant deny
If you have to go, please go quiet
Please go quietly
Just let it all go
You left
So am i
We go insane
Just let it all go
You left
So am i
You leave on
You leave on inside
Let it all go
song performed by by Guano Apes
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The ring and finger
the finger seems a little relieved
the pudgy finger can now breathe at ease
it was bound by an unending ring
decayed was the skin beneath.
years have left a paler skin
where the ring held its unending agony
while the fingers have grown
dark, ugly and chubby.
it had seen better days
when they fit more comfortably
when moments were not measured by the watch
or its worth in worthless pennies
so the eternal question is raised
the ring or the finger to blame
why did the finger grow so fat
why has the ring tried not to change?
poem by Kiran Prasad
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Plastic
I kick my heart above your door way
hanging christ like bleeding
cold the well within my soul cuz
the rosy air im breathing
shame ..yea
I wait to say whos but ever linger
poop is what your head does
everlong around my finger
who said me so scared
and hold
Plastic seems to seal my eyes shut
God she must be crazy
wait in shame I wait so long
but Im too goddamn lazy
"I'll get mine" she said over and over
whos that in your hole and
one and all its been a long time
you cant keep me inside
Kick the door
if you ever linger
wade in lies around my finger
no more scarecrows scared
I hold
song performed by by Deftones
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From My Room
From my room I hear
The wind blow
Strings from icy harp
Filling the dark
Now outside
The morning comes with night
And leaves with night
My heart is in dark
Like flickering light
Pounding on and on
Through to dreams gone
In the dark clouded sky
With beams of low sun flight
Time slowly passes by
With shadows left to right
From my room I hear
Where I now dwell
The dark voices near
Of iciness and its cartel
Strings from icy harp
Filling the dark
Now outside
*Federico García Lorca once wrote:
“From my room I hear
The water jet
A finger of grapevine…”
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Self Bleeding Beatings
I will not and can't stand back...
To standby,
To see you in tears!
I wont!
Nor will I watch your head...
Going through the motions,
Over something that has been said!
By someone you don't know.
Or know us.
To keep you that upset.
If you,
Don't keep your ears on someone's lips...
You'll prove,
That you've freed yourself from pettiness...
And give the boot to excuses suffered.
Don't bluff.
Just do it.
We both could use the experience.
Nope!
No need to keep up with 'those' self bleeding beatings!
Nope!
No need to keep up with 'those' self bleeding beatings!
Nope!
No need to keep up with 'those' self bleeding beatings!
Just because life seems extreme!
Nope!
No need to keep up with 'those' self bleeding beatings!
Nope!
No need to keep up with 'those' self bleeding beatings!
Nope!
No need to keep up with 'those' self bleeding beatings!
Even though you wanted your Rooster to rule.
With a stronger cock hold on the doodle-dee-doo!
Nope!
No need to keep up with 'those' self bleeding beatings!
Nope!
No need to keep up with 'those' self bleeding beatings!
Nope!
No need to keep up with 'those' self bleeding beatings!
Just because life seems extreme!
With an absence on the streets...
Of meaning.
I will not and can't stand back,
Nope!
No need to keep up with 'those' self bleeding beatings!
Nope!
No need to keep up with 'those' self bleeding beatings!
I will not and can't stand back,
Nope!
Just because life seems extreme!
With an absence on the streets...
Of meaning.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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