I wish to live until 150 years old but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey in the other.
quote by Ava Gardner
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Wish my pain was a cigarette
Wish my pain was a cigarette,
It would have been touch by you
Wish my pain was a cigarette,
It would have had the comfort of your hand
Wish my pain was a cigarette,
I would have been on your lips
Wish my pain was a cigarette,
It would have been consumed with time
Wish my pain was a cigarette,
It would have ended in an ashtray
Wish my pain was a cigarette,
It would have been thrown away
poem by Secret Shal
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A.s.3
when i was
sixteen
i tried to hold
a cigarette and
smoke it
i was in a dark
alley
with you and
you held my hand
seize my cigarette
and throw it
away
it was raining
and it was cold
you said a lot
of words
telling me that
i am your
under your
control
since then
you know what
is my wish
for you
i have always loved
freedom
i have always liked
to live alone
if you were alive
now
you could have seen
this misery
i know not how
to live
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Indian Gin And Whisky Dry
All day, all night you feel as if the earth could fly.
Three more all for fine Indian Gin and whiskey dry,
Fine Indian Gin and whiskey dry.
Small town , closed down; There's nowhere else around to try.
Disturbingly a voice would cry,
"Go home, no loan, You'll have you gin and whiskey dry,
You'll have your gin and whiskey dry".
Four ten, four men lining up for their handy brandy.
All's gone, you're none, came the bartender's reply.
But I've tried and I'm tied to Indian Gin and whiskey dry.
To Indian Gin and whiskey dry (repeat 4 times
song performed by by Bee Gees
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Indian Gin & Whiskey Dry
All day, all night you feel as if the earth could fly.
Three more all for fine indian gin and whiskey dry,
Fine indian gin and whiskey dry.
Small town , closed down; theres nowhere else around to try.
Disturbingly a voice would cry,
Go home, no loan, youll have you gin and whiskey dry,
Youll have your gin and whiskey dry.
Four ten, four men lining up for their handy brandy.
Alls gone, youre none, came the bartenders reply.
But Ive tried and Im tied to indian gin and whiskey dry.
To indian gin and whiskey dry (repeat 4 times)
song performed by by Bee Gees
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My memory of my mom is a wine glass in one hand and a cigarette in the other. She was a runway fashion model, and she was quite a glamorous woman.
quote by Loni Anderson
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Lace And Whiskey
I find myself running in circles
Lost and half insane
And I need a cure sometimes
To knock out the pain
So I yell out for some kind of angel
To come down and rescue me
Be as soft as you can
Put a drink in my hand
I'm as scared as I ever could be
Gimme lace and whiskey
Mamas home remedy
Double indemnity
Fills me with ecstasy
La-aa-aace and whiskey
Lots of things I really want here
Lots of things I really need
There's an animal soul inside
That I've gotta feed
The hot mama living above me
Always gets a rise from me
She's so soft in my hands
I give her all she can stand
Make a full fledged man outta me
Gimme lace and whiskey
Mamas home remedy
Double indemnity
Fills me with ecstasy
La-aa-ace and whiskey
La-aa-ace and whiskey
I ain't hard assed
So babe don't make me mean
I want a hot place
To go and show you things
Gimme lace and whiskey
Mamas home remedy
Double indemnity
Fills me with ecstasy
La-aa-ace and whiskey
I'll end up a broken old hobo
With red and yellow eyes
Swear' and drunk and dyin'
But no ones surprised
That's a long long way from today babe
As far as I can see
So shake off your shoes
Go and get me my booze
Lay your love and your laces on me
Gimme lace and whiskey
Mamas home remedy
Double indemnity
Fills me with ecstasy
La-aa-ace and whiskey
La-aa-ace and whiskey
La-aa-ace and whiskey
La-aa-ace and whiskey
song performed by by Alice Cooper
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Hall Of Mirrors
The young man stepped into the hall of mirrors
Where he discovered a reflection of himself
Even the greatest stars discover themselves in the looking glass
Even the greatest stars discover themselves in the looking glass
Sometimes he saw his real face
And sometimes a stranger at his place
Even the greatest stars find their face in the looking glass
Even the greatest stars find their face in the looking glass
He fell in love with the image of himself
and suddenly the picture was distorted
Even the greatest stars dislike themselves in the looking glass
Even the greatest stars dislike themselves in the looking glass
He made up the person he wanted to be
And changed into a new personality
Even the greatest stars change themselves in the looking glass
Even the greatest stars change themselves in the looking glass
The artist is living in the mirror
With the echoes of himself
Even the greatest stars live their lives in the looking glass
Even the greatest stars live their lives in the looking glass
Even the greatest stars fix their face in the looking glass
Even the greatest stars fix their face in the looking glass
Even the greatest stars live their lives in the looking glass
Even the greatest stars live their lives in the looking glass
song performed by by Kraftwerk
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Streams Of Whiskey
Last night as I slept
I dreamt I met with behan
I shook him by the hand and we passed the time of day
When questioned on his views
On the crux of lifes philosophies
He had but these few clear and simple words to say
I am going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
I have cursed, bled and sworn
Jumped bail and landed up in jail
Life has often tried to stretch me
But the rope always was slack
And now that Ive a pile
Ill go down to the chelsea
Ill walk in on my feet
But Ill leave there on my back
Because I am going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
Oh the words that he spoke
Seemed the wisest of philosophies
Theres nothing ever gained
By a wet thing called a tear
When the world is too dark
And I need the light inside of me
Ill walk into a bar
And drink fifteen pints of beer
Iam going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
I am going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
song performed by by Pogues
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Whiskey And Jesus
He said, it's whiskey and Jesus
it's grandkids at the door
it's the woman lying speechless
she cant take it anymore
it's the roar of desperation
that sickens and devours
it's the stillness of alone
that turns minutes into hours
it's whiskey and Jesus
He said, it's whiskey and Jesus
it's the hoe in the field
the hawk circling overhead
dust on the windowsill
it's empty shelves in the pantry
callouses on his hands
it's nowhere to turn
the pride of a man...
it's whiskey and Jesus
He said, it's whiskey and Jesus
it's the lines 'neath his eyes
it's the tight lipped anger
that never questions why
it's the memories and ashes
of a thousand highway miles
the hard face of dignity
painted by the trials...
it's whiskey and Jesus...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Whiskey Man
Whiskey mans my friend, hes with me nearly all the time
He always joins me when I drink, and we get on just fine
Nobody has ever seen him, Im the only one
Seemingly I must be mad, insanity is fun
If thats the way its done
Doctors say he just a figment of my twisted mind
If they cant see my whiskey man they must be going blind
Two men dressed in white collected me two days ago
They said theres only room for one and whiskey man cant go
Whiskey man will waste away if hes left on his own
I cant even ring him cause he isnt on the phone
Hasnt got a home
Life is very gloomy in my little padded cell
Its a shame there wasnt room for whiskey man as well
Whiskey mans my friend, hes with me nearly all the time
He always joins me when I drink, and we get on just fine
Just fine
song performed by by Who
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Poison Whiskey
Daddy was a cajun, raised on southern land
And so my kinfolks tell me, was a street-fightin man.
Well, they rushed him down to see the doctor
hey doctor, wont you check his head?
The only thing that was wrong with him
Was johnny walkers red
He drank ole poison whiskey
til it killed him dead.
It happened back in the bayou many years ago
Satan came to take him and he did it real slow
Well, they rushed him back to see the doctor
The doctor just shook his head,
twenty years of rotgut whiskey
Done killed the poor man dead.
He drank ole poison whiskey
til it killed him dead.
Take a tip from me, people... brothers cant you see
Aint no future in ole poison whiskey.
Theyre gonna rush you down to see the doctor,
The doctors gonna shake his head.
The only thing hes gonna tell ya
stop drinkin johnny walkers red
Dont drink poison whiskey, dont you drink it boy.
song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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Knew The Smoke (To Be A Prayer)
he said:
'i went four years
without a lover,
trying to do the right thing...
then one day i stood up,
packed my few belongings,
and walked off...
in search of...'
i watched him as he rolled
a cigarette, his gnarled hands
sure and steady...
stared at the light in his eyes,
and the doors...
only he knew what
was behind them.
bought him a cup of coffee,
and shook his hand,
no need for words...
wondered if i'd met Jesus,
or the devil,
or if i was looking
into a mirror!
each path, each call,
is different... each heart,
pretty much the same.
i watched him light his cigarette,
and knew the smoke
to be a prayer!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Big Old Bang
Female flies in a plastic glass
Take the Waltz with ice cube boys
How long it's anybody's guess
It's just a suicide toy in a bony hand
Pistol in a bony hand
Lies in hiding down below
We could do with some bang bang bang
To end the big old bang
To end the jingle show
Cast your eyes around the room
You might see a single man
He's a puppet doll of the king of fools
He's gonna blow up now
With a big old bang
It's all around a passing show
Just like a cigarette
Or all those melting ice cube boys
And the female flies in a plastic glass
Hey bang bang bang, big old bang
Just dance me to an endless joy
Dance with me I'll pay the band
song performed by by Quimby
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Busted glass or a never ending snow
Are love was like busted glass,
We never knew each other,
We never had the chance,
Almost like busted glass,
I dash through the falling snow,
Everytime the wind blows,
I shiver,
It feels like busted glass,
Then i know it was you,
Busted glass,
OR,
A never ending snow,
There is no you,
There is no me,
There is only an us,
An us that could have been,
An us that should have been
Your dead but yet you live,
You live in me,
My grandfather you are me,
You are my soul,
You are my yes and no,
We are more then busted glass,
We are the endless snow,
poem by Samantha Guinen
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Glass War
Glass war, glass war, glass war, glass war, it's a glass war
Glass war, glass war, it's a glass war
Glass war, glass war
It's a glass war
Cause you can see right through the poisen
It's a glass war
Cause we all know the activeties
It's a glass war
Cause it's made of smoke and mirrors
It's a glass war
It's a glass war
It's a glass war
Cause only poor men are dyin in the
Gas war
Cause we know why it was started
It's an ass war
Cause the president's an asshole
It's an ass war
It's a glass war
It's a gas war
Cause the starters are all victims of the
Glass war
The slogan men were starters of the
Last war
Now the southern men are starters of the
Glass war
It's a Glass War
It's a Glass war
And the shards are gunna start another glass war
And the shards are gunna start another glass war
And the shards are gunna start another glass war
And the shards are gunna start another glass war
And the shards are gunna start another glass war
It's a glass war
It's a glass war
song performed by by NOFX
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I'm Sick Of It
I'm sick, sick, sick of cigarette addiction
I'm sick of movies and their dishonest depiction
That smoking is glamorous, sophisticated and cool
When what it really is is something that rules
The cigarette addict from morning to night
And all the hours in between, they can never take flight
From the constant nagging fear that they must inhale the fumes
Of a deadly poison that will lead them to their doom
A cigarette addict can barely do a thing
Without a cigarette, it's got them on a string
They have to smoke it now, it just cannot wait
And then, another and another, they've really taken the bait
A cigarette addict is as helpless as a lamb
On a frosty hillside with no mother to keep it warm
Their mind is so confused that they actually believe
A cigarette is their saviour, they are so deceived
(Sydney, Australia - 2003)
poem by Alessandra Liverani
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Honky-Tonk History
Got these calouses from all those nights
Spent playing a telecaster till my fingers bled budlight
I got this scar in a beer bar brawl
Outside of Tuscalusa, stitched it up in a bathroom stall.
And I got this tattoo in the back of a pool room in east Tennessee
Oh, I got a long honkey-tonk history
See this solid gold watch change hands
Took it off a texas oil tycoon in a backwoods poker game.
Look at these holes in my tailgate
Their from Suzy Johnson's husband's snubnose 38
Thank god he's a bad shot and I had that toolbox, between him and me
Right or wrong that's my honkey-tonk history.
I love the smell of cigarette's
And whiskey on a woman's breath
The sound of outlaw music sets me free
Blame it on my honkey-tonk history.
Whooo.
And his daddy before him.
And his daddy before him.
I love the smell of cigarette's
And whiskey on a woman's breath
The sound of outlaw music sets me free
Right or wrong just carrying on my honkey-tonk,
Honkey-tonk history.
Yeahhhhhh.
Whoooo Hoooo...
song performed by by Travis Tritt
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Bubble Gum Years
A lost souls, you and i, my dear
Whiskey bottle and a 45, my dear
Were on a roll, suitcase and celophane, my dear
Whiskey bottle and a 45 satisfies my dear
And someones whispering into my ear
Askin softly what do your fear today
cos in faithless times I know your hate, I seen your crime, I felt your cruelty
In the bubblegum years
In the bubblegum years
Been wasting time, I lost my money, found someone to call me honey
*how to grow old was never clear, gon look for something much less sincere, my dear
Whiskey bottle and a 45 satisfies my dear
And someones whispering into my ear
Askin softly what do your fear today
cos in faithless times I know your hate, Ive felt your crimes, Ive felt your cruelty
In the bubblegum years
In the bubblegum years
song performed by by Gomez
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Burnt Out
I sit alone and ponder,
the cards life has dealt.
The dreams that were dismissed,
for the sake of quelling nightmares.
A writer I am says I.
Who recognises the fact?
With cigarette between my fingers,
a hand of solitaire in front of me.
The chances of winning,
decrease with time.
Reluctance is a virtue,
which I no longer posses.
My cigarette is almost finished;
the hand in front of me has fled.
My depression is getting stronger.
What will awake my sleeping mind?
The sun outside might shine,
but the inner light is almost burnt out.
1 June 1981
poem by David Harris
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that midsummer night...
the cold moon
fills my whiskey glass
haiku by Chenou Liu
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