Resumé
Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren’t lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.
poem by Dorothy Parker
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Ties restrain you,
flies handicap,
laces strain you -
so cut the crap!
To the wind fall
mouldy socks,
free, unpinned, all
chastity locks.
Cotton, plastic
polymers spun,
and elastic, -
all undone.
Brand names flutter
spuriously
to the gutter
falling free...
© Jonathan Robin - Parody Dorothy PARKER – Résumé written 1 December 1995
Résumé II - Carry on Captains Courageous...
Key Iraqis go to bat
for Sadam in khaki hat,
Rabbis Rabin shoot to kill -
Judah’s stab in back boots ill.
Istambul bears Turkey pies,
curds way, paring budgets high.
Hutu-Tutsi’s united states
to new chaos disintegrates.
Russia’s booming, Soviet
sees end looming so Viet
sends for G.I.’s and their aids, -
good and bad guys lost on raids.
Bosno, Croat manipulate
bombs to throw at Serbian state,
Montenegro NATO mauls, -
white and negro answer calls.
Tino Craxi brought to book,
all too lax he powder took.
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Mafia’s crony, - bribes are buon.
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© Jonathan Robin - Parody Dorothy PARKER – Résumé written 1 December 1995
Résumé
Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren’t lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.
Dorothy PARKER 1893_1967
poem by Jonathan Robin
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You give me pain
You give me pain
You give me pain when you think that drugs are cool
you give me pain
I have no pain because i want to be drug free like you
should be too
Drugs are bad it gives you pain just thinking it cool
I have no pain because I dont do drugs like you do
You have pain because you brought something in your life
that is hard to get hel for it
Your parent have pain seeing you do drugs and you think
it soo cool but its not it wasting your life what don't you
understand drugs are not cool if you dont do it you will have
no pain
if you do drugs you will be loosing you family, friends, Boyfriend/girlfriend
because you give them pain to
poem by Kirby Segan
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We Are All On Drugs
When you're out with your friends
In your new Mercedes-Benz
And you're on drugs
And you show up late for school
'Cause you think you're really cool
When you're on drugs
And you put on your headphones
And you step into the zone
When you're on drugs
But the world don't care
If you are not there
'Cause you're on drugs
GIVE IT TO ME
We are all on drugs yeah
Never getting enough (never get enough)
We are all on drugs yeah
Give me some of that stuff (WOO)
And you twitch in your seat
'Cause you wanna hit the street
When you're on drugs
And you cause such a fuss
'Cause there's no one you can trust
When you're on drugs
And the best of your days
Will vanish into haze
When you're on drugs
And you wish you can quit
'Cause you're really sick of it
But you're on drugs
GIVE IT TO ME
We are all on drugs yeah
Never getting enough (never get enough)
We are all on drugs yeah
Give me some of that stuff (WOO)
I wanna confiscate your drugs
I don't think I can get enough
We are all on drugs yeah
Never getting enough (never get enough)
We are all on drugs yeah
Give me some of that stuff (WOO)
song performed by by Weezer
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The Razors Edge
(razors edge)
(razors)
Theres fighting on the left
And marching on the right
Dont look up in the sky
Youre gonna die of fright
Here comes the razors edge
Youre living on the edge
Dont know wrong from right
Theyre breathing down your neck
Youre running out of lives
And here comes the razors edge
Here comes the razors edge
The razors edge
Razors edge, to raise the dead
Razors edge, to cut to shreds
To raise the dead
Here comes the razors edge
Here comes the razors edge
Well here it comes to cut to shreds
The razors edge
The razors edge [its the razors edge]
Gotta razors edge [well, the razors edge]
Youll be cut to shreds [that youll be cut to shreds]
By the razors edge [gotta razors edge]
Gotta razors edge [by the razors edge]
song performed by by AC-DC
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Give up the fight
Do you know what's worth fighting for?
When it's not worth dying for?
Does it take your breath away and you feel
yourself suffocating?
Does the pain weigh out the pride?
And you look for a place to hide?
Did someone break your heart
inside, you're in ruins
One,21 Guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One,21 Guns
Throw up your arms into the sky
You and I...
When you're at the end of the road
And you lost all sense of control
And your thoughts have taken their toll
When your mind breaks the spirit of your
soul
Your faith walks on broken glass and the
hangover doesn't pass
Nothing's ever built to last, you're in ruins
One,21 Guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One,21 Guns
Throw up your arms into the sky
You and I...
Did you try to live on your own?
When you burned down the house and
home?
Did you stand too close to the fire?
Like a liar looking for forgiveness from a
stone
When it's time to live and let die
And you can't get another try
Something inside this heart has died, you're
in ruins
One,21 Guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One,21 Guns
Throw up your arms into the sky
One,21 Guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One,21 Guns
Throw up your arms into the sky
You and I
poem by Pawan Kumar 'Meonlafesta'
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On Substance Abuse
Give up all drugs, you must,
Your Wife, she needs you first;
Children, you have to fend;
Give up your drugs, my friend.
A doctor too, you are,
With drugs, you are unfair;
To risk your body’s health,
Which is your only wealth.
Cut then, your habit soon;
Before, one day you swoon;
Whether bride or bridegroom,
It can bring you to doom.
Listen to me my friend;
A drug is a fiend;
You shan’t be too selfish;
By taking drugs you wish.
‘Tis time you must well halt;
If not, ‘twill be your fault;
Give up your drugs and live;
Or else, God won’t forgive.
Your life is too precious;
You must be much conscious;
Drugs can just give some joy;
You can’t always enjoy.
All men are imperfect;
Some born with some defect;
You must safeguard your life;
For children’s sake and wife.
poem by John Celes
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Your Guns
Rivers, trees and the law had received the dead;
And from the very act of the guns in your hands,
But try to replace your guns with pens to write with.
It is like an elusive commodity to hold at last,
But with an untrammelled rowdy as a culture;
For you are my heart'sd fream when it comes for love,
And i will live where peace is taught always.
How long can you learn from all these guns? !
I will prefer to live where love is taught also but,
How long will your guns kill each other?
For the earth had taken enough of the dead.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Gimmie A Pigfoot
Wesley 'sox' wilson
Up in harlem every saturday night
Where the highbrows get together
It's just too right
They all congregate and all night hop
And what they do is ooh boppa dap
Ole hanna brown from way across town
Gets full of corn and starts
Bringing them down
And at the break of day
You can hear ole hanna say
Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer
Send me a gate i don't care
Feel just like i wanna clown
Give the piano player a drink
Because he's bringing me down
He's got rhythm yeah, when he stamps his feet
He sends me right off to sleep
Cheek all your razors and all your guns
We're gonna be arrested when the wagon comes
Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer
Send me cause i don't care
I want a pigfoot and a bottle of gin
Send me daddy move right in
I feel just like i wanna shout
Give the piano player a drink
Because he's knocking me out
He's got rhythm when he stamps his feet
He moves me right off to sleep
Check all your razors and your guns
Do the hueklebuck until the rising sun
Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of gin
Move me, 'cause i'm in my sin
Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer
song performed by by Billie Holiday
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Gimme A Pigfoot (and A Bottle Of Beer)
Wesley 'Sox' Wilson
Up in Harlem every Saturday night
Where the highbrows get together
It's just too right
They all congregate and all night hop
And what they do is Ooh boppa dap
Ole Hammer Brown from way across town
Gets full of corn and starts
Bringing them down
And at the break of day
You can hear ole Hammer say
Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer
Send me a gate I don't care
feel just like I wanna clown
Give the piano player a drink
Because he's bringing me down
He's got rhythm yeah, when he stomps his feet
He sends me right off to sleep
Check all your razors and all your guns
We're gonna be arrested when the wagon comes
Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer
Send me cause I don't care
I want a pigfoot and a bottle of gin
Send me daddy move right in
I feel just like I wanna shout
Give the piano player a drink
Because he's knocking me out
He's got rhythm when he stomps his feet
He moves me right off to sleep
Check all your razors and your guns
Do the hucklebuckle to the rising sun
Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of gin
Move me, 'cause I'm in my sin
Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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Pins and Needles - Two Sides of a Coin - Tale's Ahead
PINS AND NEEDLES
Is it cramp from the damp as we camp
sit still online from dawn till lit lamp,
or hairs rising from head
when uncertain ahead
why excitement removes trace of cramp?
31 August 2009
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Pins and Needles Etymology
Date: 1813
: a pricking tingling sensation in a limb growing numb or recovering from numbness
on pins and needles: in a nervous or jumpy state of anticipation
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Gimme A Pigfoot
(w. wilson)
Up in harlem every saturday night
Were the highbrows get together, just to write
They all congregate at an allnite hack
What they do is ooh papa dah
Ol' hannah brown, way cross town
Gets full of corn and starts brining 'em down
And at the break of day
You can hear ol' hannah say
Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer
Send me daddy, move right down
I feel just like i wanna clown
Give the piano player a drink
Because he's bringing me down
He's got rhythm, when he stomps his feet
He moves me right off to sleep
Check all your razors and your guns
We're gonna be arrested when the wagon comes
Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer
Send me 'cause i don't care
I want a pigfoot and a bottle of gin
Send me daddy, move right in
Feel just like i wanna shop
Give the piano player a drink
Because he's knocking me out
He's got rhythm when he stomps his feet
He moves me right off to sleep
Check all your razors and your guns
We're gonna do the huckabuck until the rising sun
Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of gin
Move me 'cause i don't care
I want a pigfoot and a bottle of beer
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Gimme A Pigfoot
(1933) wesley "sox" wilson
Up in harlem on a saturday night
Were the highbrows get together, it's just to tight
We all gather at the harlem strut
And what we do is tut tut tut
Ol' hannah brown, from way cross town
Keeps drinking her liquor and she brings them down
Just at the break of day
You could hear old hannah say
I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer
Send me daddy, cos i don't care
I feel just like i wanna clown
Give the piano player a drink
Cause he brought me down
He just send me right off to sleep
Check all your razors and your guns
I'm gonna be arrested when the wagon comes
I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer
Send me cos i don't care oh no
Send me cos i don't care
I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer
Send me daddy, cos i don't care
I feel just like i wanna clown
Give the piano player a drink
Cause he brought me down
He's got rhythm when he stomps his feet
He moves me right off to sleep
Check all your razors check your guns
I'm gonna be arrested when the wagon comes
I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer
Send me cos i don't care oh no
Send me cos i don't care
song performed by by Nina Simone
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A Beast’s About to Stir
Don’t go down to the lower zone
if you are on your own.
There’s something down there
that you should beware
and its not a bog-eyed clone.
For twenty-four hours, night or day
you’d have to feel your way.
It might be dark and damp,
and you could suffer with cramp,
and you may cry out, and pray.
If you touch the walls as you go,
secretions could begin to flow.
An all around shaking may occur,
as though a beast’s about to stir
from the deepest depths below.
There is something more to know
if you are tempted to go below.
You’ll never be the same again,
once you’ve experienced the pain
of a beast that never lets go.
poem by Orlando Belo
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There's so much talk about the drug generation and songs about drugs. That's stupid. They aren't songs about drugs; they're about life.
quote by Cass Elliot
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Give Me Some Pain
Well I've been around, I've seen the world,
I've met many women down like you,
But don't you think it's time you took control,
And taught me what you want me to do?
So baby give me what I want
Give me what I want
Give it to me all the way
Give me what I want
Give me what I want
Give it to me night and day
Give me some pain
Give me some pain
Love is a many splendoured thing,
But only on a bed of trust,
So wipe away my past with your sweet fists,
And show me the freedom of lust
And baby give me what I want
Give me what I want
Give it to me all the way
Give me what I want
Give me what I want
Give it to me night and day
Give me some pain
Darling, won't you give me some pain
Give me what I want
Give me what I want
Give it to me all the way
Give me what I want
Give me what I want
Give it to me night and day
Give me some pain
Darling, won't you give me some pain
Won't you give me some pain
Darling, won't you give me some pain
song performed by by White Town
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Pain - The Inside Story
Have you seen pain?
No you cannot see.
No you cannot feel.
Only the one who is suffering!
He can see pain.
All you can see is the tears from his eyes.
All you listen, his shivering scream and cries.
You just becomes witness and pray to God.
Still nothing happens and you become sad.
Pain comes to your near or dear.
Brings us more closer to your dear.
Pain comes to any neighbor or stranger.
You close your eyes and then who care.
Transform your pain into creativity.
Transform your pain into spirituality.
Then pain becomes your emotions.
This will cure all your tensions.
Let it flow from heart, instead of body.
Let it flow from soul as your creativity.
- Like words flowing as poetry.
- Like colors flowing as painting.
Then whole world seems changing.
You can see the change in geometry.
The last secret of pain is yet to tell.
Pain is heaven and also pain is hell.
Pain is north pole, pain is south pole.
In our life pain plays an important role.
Pain are two opposite shores of happiness.
One is the beginning other is the end.
One is the Sunset other is the sunrise.
One brings light other brings darkness.
Pain is reaction of our actions.
Pain is results of our 'Karmas.'
What wrong we do, pain is the byproduct.
What right we do still pain is the byproduct.
In first case pain is stored.
In final case pain is released.
Eat chilly for first time, see the pain of belly.
When chilly is released again see the pain of belly.
See the pain when you get cramp.
See the pain when you release the cramp.
This is my inside story about the pain.
I hope my words will not go in vain.
poem by Ramesh Kavdia
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Controller
Theres someone knockin on my door
Theres someone knockin on my door
I think theyre looking for me
I think theyre looking for me
Pretend there aint nobody home
Dont make a sound, dont even move
Dont give them nothing to see
I think theyre looking for me
I got to run
I got to run
I got to run
I got to run
I got to run
Theres someone crawling in my yard
Theres someone creeping on my roof
Theres someone tapping my phone
I feel it deep in my bones
They want to probe my intuition
They want to find out what I know
Why dont they leave me alone
Why dont they leave me alone
I got to run
I got to run
I got to run
Might be the catcher
Or the controller
Cant be too careful
I take precautions
Theyre very clever
I got to run
Faceless surgeons armed with razors
Cut out our imagination
(repeat first verse)
(repeat chorus)
Faceless surgeons armed with razors
Cut out our imagination
Its a strange thing
Deadly reason
Razors cut with such precision
Probing deep without detection
Razors never lie
But its all right
I think theyre looking for me
I think theyre looking for me
I think theyre looking for me
I think theyre looking for meeeeeeeeeee
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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I Do Not Fear... I Fear!
i do not fear....
Armagadden, not the end,
not soldiers wearing masks,
not the plague, not nuclear disaster....
not prisons, not persecution,
not being labeled or hated.
not losing it all,
not guns, not drugs, nor
one world order.....
but i do fear....
not living all that i can live,
not giving all that i can give,
not matching beliefs with action,
not seeing all people as people,
not doing what i know is right....
not standing when i should stand,
not saying what i should say....
not writing the words i'm given....
poem by Eric Cockrell
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This pain
There is this unbearable pain inside me and it just won't come out
I've tryed to scream I've tryed to shout
yet this awful pain won't come out
Why is it stalking me like I'm its prey
Is it gonna hunt me down
Is it gonna make me pay for my past mistakes
This excruciating pain inside me
it's taking over my life
I can't do anything right
and i seem to tear up every night
I wonder if this pain will ever go away
or must i always live this way
I hope that soon God will bring happiness to my doorstep
but till that day comes I've just got to live with this pain
poem by Gowthami Sreedharanath
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How Can I Live
I am so alike you,
In so many ways.
I know I'm just a copy,
That carries on the stain.
But, We make the same mistakes.
Cause, We are one in the same.
But, We leave behind the stain.
I cannot seperate.
All that lies in me,
All that dies in me.
How can I live without you?
All that lies in me,
All that dies in me.
How can I live without you?
I am your mirror image,
I'm all you left behind
You made me what I am,
Then who the hell am I?
But, We make the same mistakes.
Cause, We are one in the same.
But, We leave behind the stain.
I cannot seperate.
All that lies in me,
All that dies in me.
How can I live without you?
Why, Yo no entiendo porque,
I know that our lives are the same,
Y mi vida,
Is just a guessing game
A dirty stain
That I cannot play.
But I follow your steps,
In the same way that you just walked away,
And pushed the way through.
I...will...not...live!
Do you think of me?
Do you dream of me?
I always dream about you.
Do you think of me?
Do you dream of me?
I always dream about you.
All that lies in me,
All that dies in me.
How can I live without you?
All that lies in me,
All that dies in me.
How can I live without you?
song performed by by Ill NiO
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