Trash Can Hands
You think because you bought this record, you read a list of thanks you can judge our lives(you've identified)
You think because you bought the record, you read a list of thanks you've identified(you can judge out lives)
A favor we provide
Little forum boys with your polished cyber toys
I read your bucket comment
Your three piece bulletin
POUT POUT BOOO HOOO TALK TALK POUT BOO HOOO HOOO
How is out identity working out for you?
It's funny how you can justify me(us) on opinion
An idea that I do this for you
DXCBOY FIREKID
You know who you are(and what you do)
We wrote this song for you
song performed by by Zao
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
Left-To-Pout
I want to know what you want.
This beating around the bush skit,
Has played out.
From your lips to my ears...
I want to hear what this is about!
Come out with it!
You're gay?
Is that what you want to say?
Or is it,
You are cruiser friendly?
Don't claim you are a freak.
You'd be walking on the wrong turf,
In my territory.
On my streets.
What is it?
You're a lesbian in a borrowed body?
And you want to confess this to Oprah.
While the camera pans the audience...
To zoom and focus upon me,
Exposing my complete humiliation!
Has that been scheduled?
You know I need advance notification.
When is it?
Is that what this is?
And I am NOT delusional.
So don't look at me like that!
As if we are playing 'Jeopardy'...
And I haven't responded with the right question.
To deliver you from your game of 'Hide and Seek'.
Very soon you can STAY 'hidden'.
To play cat and mouse in an empty house.
I want to know what you want.
This beating around the bush skit,
Has played out.
From your lips to my ears...
I want to hear what this is about!
Come out with it!
Or be left to pout.
Come out with it!
Or be left to pout.
Come out with it!
Or be left to pout.
Come out with it!
Or be left to pout.
Come out with it!
Or be left to pout.
You're gay?
Is that what you want to say?
Or is it,
You are cruiser friendly?
Come out with it!
Or be left to pout.
Come out with it!
Or be left to pout.
Don't claim you are a freak.
You'd be walking on the wrong turf,
In my territory.
And on my streets.
And that kind of competition,
Is beyond my seeking.
Come out with it!
Or-be-left-to-pout.
Come out with it!
Or be left to pout.
Come out with it!
Or-be-left-to-pout.
Come out with it!
Or be left to pout.
Come out with it!
OR-BE-LEFT-TO-POUT! .
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Sailin' Cross the Devil's Sea
Lately I don't know where I went wrong,
But the spell of that pretty young girl is far too strong,
Between her fine perfume and angel face,
My whole world became another place.
The dark side of her intelligence was so strong,
Soon there'll be no difference in right or wrong.
Next thing I know I had a key that unlocked her door.
I could not wait to hear the siren song,
The beginning of the end of my happy home.
Sailin', sailing cross the devil's sea, oooh, hooo,
Too blind in love, too blind to see.
Heard them say the paybacks double-fold,
Just can't seem to remember who I bought and sold.
I'll probably still be here when you come around next year,
Trying to climb from this deep dark hole.
I'll be damned if I just don't feel I'm growin old.
Sailin', sailing cross the devils sea, ohhh, hooo,
Too blind in love, too blind to see.
Cause she was eviler than evil, slippery like a fox,
Set me up with pain and woe and, I swear it won't seem to stop.
If I could just remove her hook from deep from within my soul,
Swear I'll leave and not come back, just let me out that door.
Sailin', sailing cross the devil's sea, ohhh, hooo,
Too blind in love, too blind to see.
song performed by by Allman Brothers Band, music by Gregg Allman, Warren Haynes, Allen Woody, Jack Pea (1994)
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
You Don't Read Africa
Never have you ever sat
Or beneath African Suns lay flat
You insist on rumours fat
Liken to a rainy day's door mat
To judge where you haven't testified
And judge what ain't justified
You don't read Africa
You heard it is Hell's replica
With an oasis of virtual bliss
Where on semi-humans and snakes hiss
You watched him report
On a continent he hasn't rapport!
Why do you believe:
That which you perceive?
As Gospel-truth lies you receive?
Those that only your mind deceive?
Making you think 'Africa' is synonym to 'grieve'?
You don't read Africa
You only read about Africa
The cradle of mankind
You believe is to mankind unkind
You help in protests
Against nothing on your list of detests
You call it charity when you commission inquests!
Can a reader read a book here
When he is only there
There where he doesn't know where,
Where he feels and thinks is nowhere?
Read Africa from your heart
Not just when Africans hurt
You cannot read Africa miles apart
You read of Africa
You read about Africa
You read about Africa
You have read about Africa
You Don't Read Africa
poem by David Munene wa Kimberly
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Santa Claus Is Coming To Town
You better watch out
You better not cry
You better not pout
I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town
He's making a list,
And checking it twice;
Gonna find out who's naughty and nice
Santa Claus is coming to town
He see you when you're sleeping
He knows when you're awake
He knows if you've been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake!
O! you better watch out!
You better not cry.
You better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is coming to town
With little tin horns
And little toy drums
Rooty toot toot and rummy tum tum
Santa Claus is coming to town
The kids and girls and boys land
Will have a jubilee
He's goona build a toy land
All arould the christmas tree
So you better not pout
Better not shout
Better not cry
Better not sigh
Tellin' you why
Santa Claus is coming
Better not pout
Better not shout
Better not cry
Better not sigh
Tellin' you why
Santa Claus is coming
I mean the great big man with the snow white beard
Santa Claus is coming to town
song performed by by Barry Manilow
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
John, I'm Only Dancing
(dancing) i'm having so much love
(dancing) too bad my back had gone
(dancing) boogie down with daddy now
I'd give my house in the country
If you'd slept it's so funky
(music) i'm dancing in the street
(ooh music) i've torn the shoes from my feet
(romancing) it's got me dirty and sweet
It's got you reeling and rocking
Won't you let the slender thing in
(rolling) i think it's all i can do
(rolling) just got me feeling you too
(rolling) get a little take a little
Get a little back
Jumping john the great goose is gone
Got a lion in my hand
Got a charlie on my back
(john) i'm only dancing
(she turns me on) i'm only dancing
(she turns me on) oh get you with me
(don't get me wrong) ah ha ha ha ha
(i'm only dancing, oh ho hooo)
(i'm only dancing, oh ho hooo)
(dancing) have you heard the news
(dancing) president has got the blues
(dancing) i tell you comfortably
If he gives it to you
He'd better take it from me
(said sir) i pick up the bones
(said sir) leave the numbers alone
(said sir) get off your telephone
Look the people in the eye
Tell them my oh my
Let your backbone slide
Buddy whistle and cry
(john)
(she turns me on) la la la la
(don't get me wrong) hmm hm hm
(i'm only dancing, oh hooo)
(john) i'm only dancing
(she turns me on) ah ha ha i'm only dancing
(she turns me on) i lost my feel
(don't get me wrong) i'm off on my way
(i'm only dancing, oh hooo) please dance with me
(i'm only dancing) please dance with me
(i'm only dancing, oh hooo)
(dancing, dancing, dancing, woh woh woh)
(dancing, dancing, dancing, woh woh woh)
(dancing, dancing, dancing, woh woh woh)
(dancing) i'm only (dancing) i'm only (dancing) i'm only (woh woh woh)
(dancing) i'm only (dancing) i'm only (dancing) i'm only (woh woh woh)
Can see no care
Lost my fear
Traped charlie dance on
(woh woh woh)
(woh woh woh)
He, he, he, he, he, he, he, cos
(woh woh woh)
Got white light
Got black light
Got white light
Lay you dance on
(woh woh woh)
I'm only, i'm only, i'm only
(woh woh woh)
I got, i got
(woh woh woh)
(woh woh woh)
(dancing) he
(dancing) he
(dancing) he
(woh woh woh) lay you dance on
(dancing) lay you dance on
(dancing) lay you dance on, hey
(woh woh woh)
(dancing)
(dancing)
(dancing)
(woh woh woh) gotta give me know
(dancing) gotta give me know
(dancing) gotta give me know
(dancing)
(woh woh woh)
(dancing) he he
(dancing) he he
(dancing)
(woh woh woh)
Lockit fine
Makin' it mine
Lockit fine
Makin' it mine
Lockit fine
Making it
(i'm only dancing mm mm)
(i'm only dancing, dancing, i'm only dancing, mm mm)
(i'm only dancing, dancing, i'm only dancing, mm mm)
(i'm only dancing, dancing, i'm only dancing, mm mm)
(i'm only dancing hey ya, dancing, hey, i'm dancing, mm mm)
Yes i am
(i'm only dancing, hey i'm dancing, hey dancing, mm mm)
(oh, i'm only dancing, oh, i'm only dancing, i'm only dancing mm mm)
Oh my baby
song performed by by David Bowie
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Santa Claus Is Comin' To Town
Oh! You better watch out,
You better not cry,
You better not pout,
I'm telling you why: (why)
Santa Claus is coming to town!
He's making a list,
He's checking it twice,
Gonna find out who's naughty or nice.
Santa Claus is coming to town!
He sees you when you're sleeping,
He knows when you're awake.
He knows if you've been bad or good,
So be good for goodness sake!
You better watch out, You better not cry
You better not pout, I'm Telling you why.
Santa Claus is coming to town.
Little tin horns, little toy drums.
Rudy-toot-toot and rummy tum tums.
Santa Claus is coming to town.
Little curly head dolls that cuddle and coo,
Elephants, boats and Kiddie cars too.
Santa Claus is coming to town.
All the kids in Girl and boy land
Will have a jubilee.
They're gonna build a toy land town
Around that Christmas tree.
So....You better watch out, you better not cry.
You better not pout, I'm telling you why.
Santa Claus is coming to town
--- Instrumental ---
He sees you when you're sleeping,
He knows when you're awake.
He knows if you've been bad or good,
So be good for goodness sake!
You better watch out, You better not cry
You better not pout, I'm Telling you why.
Santa Claus is coming to town.
Oh, You better watch out, You better not cry
You better not pout, I'm Telling you why.
Santa Claus is coming to town.
He's coming to town...
song performed by by Alan Jackson
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Santa Claus Is Coming To Town
Oh! You better watch out,
You better not cry,
You better not pout,
I'm telling you why:
Santa Claus is coming to town!
He's making a list,
He's checking it twice,
Gonna find out who's naughty or nice.
Santa Claus is coming to town!
He sees you when you're sleeping,
He knows when you're awake.
He knows if you've been bad or good,
So be good for goodness sake!
So...You better watch out, You better not cry
You better not pout, I'm telling you why.
Santa Claus is coming to town
--- Instrumental ---
The kids in girl and boy land
Will have a jubilee.
They're gonna build a toy land.
All around the Christmas tree.
Oh! You better watch out,
You better not cry,
You better not pout,
I'm telling you why:
Santa Claus is coming to town!
Santa Claus is coming to town!...
song performed by by Randy Travis
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Deirdre
Deirdre
The trouble you had
It wasnt so bad
Its only life and what youre livin for
Sit down right here
Ill send away your tears
Well we dont have to talk about it much more
Good things turn bad but its over now
So dont look sad cause youre older now
Lots of people miss deirdre
Youre back again
You still have all your friends
And they used to ask me whyd you go away deirdre
Oo hoo hooo
What could I say
That you ran away
Dont you think its time that you stayed right near me
These nights, pretty nights, that were meant to be
With you and me
Its the way that we
Always had our love, deirdre
I love your red hair
Deirdre
Do do do do do do
Dear dear dear deirdre
Im glad youre home again
Oo ooo ooo
Ooo hoooo
Oooo hoooo
Baby 1 2 3 and youre back with me
Ooo hooo
Tomorrow at ten
Ill wake you and then
Well take a bath and then Ill laugh again with deirdre
You may not live with me every day
All that I care is that we find a way
To stay together with deirdre
Deirdre
Do do do do do do
Dear dear dear deirdre
Ooo do do do do do do
Ooo do do do do do do
song performed by by Beach Boys
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
I can never read this book, just like I can never see a movie that I wrote a screenplay for. I can read it and see it physically, but I can't accurately judge it. I'm too close to it. If I read it ten times I'll have ten different reactions.
quote by Richard Price
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Santa Claus Is Comin` To Town
You better watch out
You better not cry
You better not pout
I'm telling you why
[Chorus:]
Santa Claus is comin' to town
Santa Claus is comin' to town
Santa Claus is comin' to town
He's making a list
He's checking it twice
He's gonna find out
Who's naughty or nice
[Chorus]
He sees you when you're sleeping
He knows when you're awake
He knows if you've been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake
So you better watch out
You better not cry
You better not pout
I'm telling you why
[Chorus]
The kids in girl and boyland
Will have a jubilee
They're gonna build a toyland
All around the Christmas tree
So you better watch out
You better not cry
You better not pout
I'm telling you why
Santa Claus
Santa Claus
Santa Claus is comin' to town
song performed by by Mariah Carey from Merry Christmas
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Santa Claus Is Coming To Town
Oh! you better watch out,
You better not cry,
You better not pout,
Im telling you why:
Santa claus is coming to town!
Hes making a list,
Hes checking it twice,
Gonna find out whos naughty or nice.
Santa claus is coming to town!
He sees you when youre sleeping,
He knows when youre awake.
He knows when youve been bad or good,
So be good for goodness sake!
So...you better watch out, you better not cry
You better not pout, Im telling you why.
Santa claus is coming to town.
Little tin horns, little toy drums.
Rudy-toot-toot and rummy tum tums.
Santa claus is coming to town.
Little toy dolls that cuddle and coo,
Elephants, boats and kiddie cars too.
Santa claus is coming to town.
The kids in girl and boy land
Will have a jubilee.
Theyre gonna build a toy land town
All around the christmas tree.
Ohh....you better watch out, you better not cry.
You better not pout, Im telling you why.
Santa claus is coming to town.
song performed by by Dolly Parton
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
My Reading List
if you wrote like me
i would not read you
i am already on my reading list
i prefer to read you
poem by Terence George Craddock
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
cn U rd ths? Its nt gd nws...
The National Literacy Trust in Britain
did a survey and
- yes, you guessed -
57% read 'only a bit' or not at all
and 25% of the older ones said
they had no intention to
read any more than this
So what do they read when
they read?
Well, mags,
and websites
and txt msgs of course
and jokes,
and TV books and mags
and e-mails
and eighth on the list comes fiction
that's made-up stories, right?
right
then comix ninth
then newspapers well
they're just for people
who don't have TV and
don't mind waiting 12 hours
to read the news put that tenth
what's that? poetry?
sorry would you spell that
oh poetry nah
girls said, they read
to find out how other people live
and feel and
to help them understand
more about themselves
boys said, they read
because they have to and
because it helps them
get a job so
some old farts might say
put up a sign
civilisation's postponed until further notice
but it may all work out
well it'll have to
poem by Michael Shepherd
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Santa Claus Is Comin To Town
You better watch out
You better not cry
You better not pout
Im telling you why
Santa claus is comin to town
Hes making a list
And checking it twice
Gonna find out
Whos naughty and nice
Santa claus is comin to town
He sees you when youre sleepin
He knows when youre awake
He knows if youve been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake
You better watch out
You better not cry
You better not pout
Im telling you why
Santa claus is comin to town
song performed by by Carpenters
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
No More Tears
[hooo hhoos]
Sunlight on a winters day
They are driving, driving all the way
No more tears as we roll through the years
No more tears as we roll through the years
On and on and on and on we roll
[bambe bo le bao lo hes]
[hooo hhoos]
Sunlight on a winters day
The mu mu, is here to stay
[in he mo sprninga & bong de na da henas]
No more tears as we roll through the years [[[repeat lotsa times]]]
On and on and on and on we roll
Sunlight on a winters day
The white room is where they play
song performed by by KLF
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Please read my poems
'Read my latest poems.
Here's a list of the twelve
you need to read first..
In return, give me a list
of any of yours you might like
me to read..
Though I can't promise to do that right away;
I'm very busy, writing poems and stuff.'
Well, go stuff your stuff
just where it came from.
Oops, I forgot to take the tablets..
poem by Michael Shepherd
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
No News
She said, its just a woman thing,
And pulled out of the drive
I said not to worry
Im and understanding guy
I heard that when you love someone
You gotta let them go
She hollered, when I find myself
Youll be the first to know.
Ooo-hooo no news
Ive learned to do the laundry
Feed the cat and clean the house
I promised to be patient
While she worked her problems out
When she packed her bags
Her destination was unclear
But I sensed that her intentions
Were honest and sincere
Ooo-hooo no news
(chorus)
She could telephone, tell a friend
Tell a lie about where shes been
Send a pigeon, send a fax
Write it on a postal pack
Send a signal up in smoke
Tap it out in morse code
Id prefer a bad excuse
To no news
Her mommas been a little vauge
As to her whereabouts
Her sister says, Im certain
Your romance is headed south.
I dont have a single doubt
That shes still in love
My level of anxiety
Is just a product of
Ooo-hooo no news
(repeat chorus)
She missed her bus, missed her plane
Surely, this can be explained
Lost her car at the mall
Got lost in a bathroom stall
Joined a cult, joined the klan
On the road with pearl jam
Buried with the grateful dead
Came back as a parrot head
Got derailed, got de-iced
Offered as a sacrafice
Fbi, cia, if theyve seen her
They aint saying
No news! still no news!
song performed by by Lonestar
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
A Honey-Do List (This is my attempt at a Sestina)
I wrote a long honey-do list
and handed it to my husband.
With a smile he read it and with a fold
he stuffed it in his pocket.
I'll get to this as soon as I can,
but can't you hear the cry from the dogs.
Who can't hear the cry of the dogs?
Did you not read my list?
If you won't do it I can,
I said to my loving husband
I took the list from his pocket.
And opened it at the fold.
It was closed with a fold,
because I want to hunt my dogs.
Now return it to my pocket.
I will get to the list,
Said my loving husband.
I'll get to it when I can.
I'm doing the best I can,
and he creased it at the fold.
Cried out my loving husband,
you know I love my dogs.
I'll get around to this list
and returned it to his pocket.
With my fingers I tapped the pocket,
maybe you can't but I can,
dropp you from my list.
Grabbing me he did fold
me in his arms like he does his dogs.
I am your loving husband.
I promise you said my loving husband,
with a hand on his heart across his pocket
I love you more than my dogs
I'll get to you when I can
Please return me to your fold
Because you know you head my list
Thirty-two dogs and one husband
added to my list and stuffed in a pocket
Enjoy it while I can and iron out our differences at the fold.
poem by Victoria Dame
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
No More Shame Or Fear
No one who has read in my poetry
The descriptions of human emotion,
So vivid and so exact in details,
Would doubt that I wrote from my experience.
No one who has read in my poetry
The incidences of love and friendships,
So lively and so real in display,
Would doubt that I wrote my biography.
Seasoned and hardened by the rough journey,
I have come at last shame less and fearless
To record the truths in their nakedness,
To be read by the time I’d be no more.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Santa Claus Is Coming To Town
Youd better watch out, youd better not cry,
Youd better not pout, Im telling you why:
Santa claus is coming to town.
Hes making a list, hes checking it twice,
Hes gonna find out whos naughty and nice.
Santa claus is coming to town.
He sees you when you are sleeping;
He knows when youre awake.
He knows if youve been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake.
Youd better watch out, youd better not cry,
Youd better not pout, Im telling you why:
Santa claus is coming to town.
(repeat everything a second time)
song performed by by Cyndi Lauper
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!