Better go to heaven in rags than to hell in embroidery.
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Rags & Old Iron
Norman curtis, oscar brown jr
Rags old iron rags old iron
All he was buying was just rags and old iron
I heard that old rag man now making his rounds
He came right to my alley lord with sorrowful sounds
Crying rags old iron and pulling his cart
Ask him how much hed give me for my broken heart
Rags old iron rags old iron
All he was buying was just rags and old iron
So I asked that old rag man how much he would pay
For a heart that was broken baby when you went away
For a burnt out old love light that no longer beams
And a couple of slightly used second hand dreams
Rags old iron rags old iron
All he was buying was just rags and old iron
For those big empty promises you used to make
For those memories of you that are no longer sweet
I wish he could haul them off down the street
Rags old iron rags old iron
All he was buying was just rags and old iron
When love doesnt last tell me what is it worth
It was once mamas most precious possession on earth
When I asked that old rag man if hed like to buy
He just shook his head and continued to cry
Rags old iron rags old iron
All he was buying was just rags and old iron
Rags old iron rags old iron
Rags old iron rags old iron rags old iron
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Heaven Is Hell Without You
Why don't you come here?
Why don't you see me?
Why won't you call me?
Why won't you free the inner thought?
I have not spoken
In quite a few days
But you have not answered
Have you nothing to say?
Heaven is Hell without you
Oh yes I know it is true
Heaven is Hell without you
What can I do?
You have not tried to
Reach out to see me
How can I trust you?
Long as you don't free inner thoughts
Heaven is Hell without you
Oh yes I know it is true
Heaven is Hell without you
What can I do?
Paradise falling
Into sweet demise
You cannot answer
I cannot stand the paranoia
Oh yes I know it is true
Heaven is Hell without you
poem by Pete Rivera
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One & The Same
Feat. ndea davenport
One and the same, one and the same
I wish I could see beyond the filthy blue horizon, see what lies ahead of me
Perhaps Id see the path of my own destruction
And avoid my destiny, she said heaven and hell is one and the same boy
She told me heaven and hell, boy, was one and the same
We all meet somewhere in the middle
She told me heaven and hell, boy, is one and the same
I said it cant be true
I wish I could touch you in some totally new fashion
Who are you girl, Im a man, now I cant guarentee your complete satisfaction
So Im gonna do you the very best way I can
She said heaven and hell is one and the same, boy
She told me heaven and hell, boy, is one and the same
We all meet somewhere in the middle
She told me heaven and hell, boy, is one and the same
I said it cant be true
Wish I could find some time to stop and smell the roses
My landlord wont let me be, my head is full of paranoia
New roses, tryin to consume my identity
She said heaven and hell is one and the same, boy
She told me heaven and hell, boy, is one and the same
We all meet somewhere in the middle, yes we do
She told me heaven and hell, boy, is one and the same
I said it cant be true, it just cant be true
Children grow and women produce and men go work and some go stealin (repeat x1)
Heaven and hell (children grow and women produce), here on earth (and men go work and some go stealin) x7
song performed by by Everlast
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Fit For A King
His pulpits a corner
On 19th and main
His grip on the gospel
His one claim to fame
He hurls fire and brimstone
At the cars passing by
And he offers salvation
For the savior on high
His khakis are tattered
And he aint bathed in weeks
His bout with the bottle
Shows up on his cheeks
He looks like a scarecrow
A sight to behold
As he works for the shepherd
Bringin lambs to the fold
He points to the bible
He holds in his hands
Says Im proof that the good lord
Can save any man
Son, it aint what youre driving
Or the clothes that you wear
Material possessions
Wont matter up there
And someday in heaven
When the angels all sing
These rags that Im wearin
Will be fit for a king
Hes fighting a fever
In spite of the chill
He pull up his collar
And he speaks of gods will
His body is weakened
But his faith is still strong
For hes filled with conviction
For the mission hes on
He knows soon in heaven
Hell be homeless no more
As his work will soon echo
From that far distant shore
Son, it aint what youre driving
Or the clothes that you wear
Material possessions
Wont matter up there
And someday in heaven
When the angels all sing
These rags that Im wearin
Will be fit for a king
And someday in heaven
When the angels all sing
These rags that Im wearin
Will be fit for a king
song performed by by Garth Brooks
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When I'm not writing or tweaking my computer, I do embroidery. When I'm not plunging into the past, tweaking, or embroidering, I'm reading books about history, computers, or embroidery.
quote by Lynn Abbey
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Fate-3
Hell surprised to see men and women of heaven
Heaven in the hands of hell
when hell and heaven cris-cross
Fate smiles...........
poem by Lily Peace Lago Every By To Ph
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Love 12
I enjoy the fire of hell
when she weeps
I live in heaven
when she smiles.
I do not longer for the
heaven or hell
created by my God.
I do not need the company
of angels
Whole creations are with me
when she is with me
I worship my love
not my creator
for heaven or hell.
poem by Devil Poet
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She's Playing Hell Trying To Get Me To Heaven
(Dean Dillon/Charles Quillen/David Wills)
I let it all hang out last night
Come in hung over this morning
My woman met me at the door
Preaching me this warning
She said "You're gonna have to change
Your sinful way of living"
She's playing Hell
Trying to get me to Heaven
Well I promised to go to church with her
About a month of Sundays ago
And here it is, it's Sunday again
And I ain't been once in a row
And everytime that old church bell rings
You can hear my rod and reel singing
She's playing Hell
Trying to get me to Heaven
She's playing Hell
Trying to get me to Heaven
'Cause there ain't no way
All my sins could be forgiven
There's only Ten Commandments
But I broke at least eleven
She's playing Hell
Trying to get me to Heaven
She went out and bought me
A Sunday go-meeting suit
And I must confess it looked pretty sharp
With my old hunting boots
But wore holes in both the knees
Trying to roll them sevens
She's playing Hell
Trying to get me to Heaven
She's playing Hell
Trying to get me to Heaven
song performed by by George Strait
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Travelers
The hell is not a hell,
As held by outsiders,
To those whose home it is.
The heaven is not a heaven
Likewise to its dwellers.
Seals at ice and camels at sand
Are perfectly at ease.
Travelers from birth to death
Brand them as hell and heaven.
01.10.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Heaven and Hell are same
Heaven is not a heaven
For those who are in heaven.
Hell is not a hell
For those who are in hell
Once accustomed,
They fail to be so.
27.01.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Heaven And Hell
Once you get a chance
You come to baby
Right back, you call me down
Used to think you wanted nothing to do
Was to say nothing at all
You went like the one time
A two time
You're back, and me
Drop off the back seat
Of a bad car
Where finders
Came alone
Bono: "F"
Wishing her out of my life
Wishing her...
What am I to do
Came a talk to street
And a time that you listen
Don't you beg the time on me
They said you oughta call her back
I wanna, but afraid to say
I won't hang up on you baby, child
Nothing feels like this before
Here in in my life
Yeah in heaven and hell
Baby you're heaven and hell
Heaven and hell
Bono: "F"
Oh, heaven and hell
All the time...
Want a chance to hold you
Want a chance to kill
I want a chance to keep you awake at night
When the sunlight burns through your love
But you can't always get
Everything you want
You take cards from all under the table
You're heaven, heaven and hell
Baby you're heaven...heaven and hell
Yeah, you're heaven...heaven and hell
Cover me...
Bono: "E!"
Bono: "Okay organ. Just organ."
Darkness...
You light up my darkness
You light up my darkness
And open up...
Bono: "F"
Bono: "Organ."
Bono: "This time when we come in, come in a little bit quietly. Not the drums, but everyone else."
Heaven.
song performed by by U2
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Give Me Back My Rags #1
Give me back my rags
My rags of pure dreaming
Of silk smiling of striped foreboding
Of my cloth of lace
My rags of spotted hope
Of burnished desire of chequered glances
Of skin from my face
Give me back my rags
Give me when I ask you nicely
Trans. by Anne Pennington
Anonymous submission.
poem by Vasko Popa
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Life and death
This world is driven by two contending powers--
Love, that coerceth Heaven to dwell with dust,
And that dire pledge of Hell's self-perjured Lust--
And as we list must Heaven and Hell be ours.
Not light the election runs: lo, each devours
That savour set in each, while equal gust
Each uses; yet our choice support we must--
Blest wine or, this rejected, sweat that sours.
Love, oft through Hell that seems, acclaims what Heaven!
But Lust, through seeming Heaven, with easy breath
Slides on to Hell, how soon, how richly given!
If Love to heavenly state so quickeneth,
While Lust must e'er in cheating Hell be shriven,
They sponsor what, these powers, but Life and Death?
poem by William Baylebridge
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Heaven & Hell
Once you get a chance
You come to baby
Right back, you call me down
Used to think you wanted nothing to do
Was to say nothing at all
You went like the one time
A two time
Youre back, and me
Drop off the back seat
Of a bad car
Where finders
Came alone
Bono: f
Wishing her out of my life
Wishing her...
What am I to do
Came a talk to street
And a time that you listen
Dont you beg the time on me
They said you oughta call her back
I wanna, but afraid to say
I wont hang up on you baby, child
Nothing feels like this before
Here in in my life
Yeah in heaven and hell
Baby youre heaven and hell
Heaven and hell
Bono: f
Oh, heaven and hell
All the time...
Want a chance to hold you
Want a chance to kill
I want a chance to keep you awake at night
When the sunlight burns through your love
But you cant always get
Everything you want
You take cards from all under the table
Youre heaven, heaven and hell
Baby youre heaven...heaven and hell
Yeah, youre heaven...heaven and hell
Cover me...
Bono: e!
Bono: okay organ. just organ.
Darkness...
You light up my darkness
You light up my darkness
And open up...
Bono: f
Bono: organ.
Bono: this time when we come in, come in a little bit quietly. not the drums, but everyone else.
Heaven...
song performed by by U2
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Woman is heaven
Woman is a heaven to man
And she is barren without man.
Man finds his heaven in woman
And shows her she is the heaven.
Woman for woman is a hell.
Two men together make a hell.
To turn the hell into a heaven,
Man and woman must cross over.
Heaven cannot be a heaven
If it has no inhabitants.
Woman must understand this fact
And accommodate man with love.
28.122008
A duck praised a goose for her rich songs
And wanted the goose to comment her songs,
Which she did as the propriety demanded.
The duck believed true the comments made.
A nightingale was singing alone unheard.
28.12.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Heaven And Hell
'Tis said there were no thought of hell,
Save hell were taught; that there should be
A Heaven for all's self-credible.
Not so the thing appears to me.
'Tis Heaven that lies beyond our sights,
And hell too possible that proves;
For all can feel the God that smites,
But ah, how few the God that loves!
poem by Francis Thompson
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In Heaven, There Really Are Beaches.
In Heaven there are beaches for all to tan....
While in Hell there is only many a burnt out Man.
In Heaven there are Banana Splits that do not cause all to grow even more fatter....
While in Hell You have to diet, because to Your Trainer, Does it really, really do matter.
In Heaven there are beaches...
While down in Hell, remains all the uppity, uppity of B_tches!
poem by Michael Gale
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Time Will Tell
Written by: b. marley
Jah would never give the power to a baldhead
Run come crucify the dread
Time alone, oh! time will tell
Think youre in heaven but youre living in hell
Think youre in heaven but youre living in hell
Think youre in heaven but youre living in hell
Time alone, oh! time will tell
Think youre in heaven but youre living in hell
Back them up, oh not the brothers
But the ones, who set them up
Time alone, oh! time will tell
Think youre in heaven but youre living in hell
Think youre in heaven but youre living in hell
Think youre in heaven but youre living in hell
Time alone, oh! time will tell
Think youre in heaven but youre living in hell
Oh children weep no more
Oh my sycamore tree, saw the freedom tree
Saw you settle the score
Oh children weep no more
Weep no more, children weep no more
Jah would never give the power to a baldhead
Run come crucify the dread
Time alone, oh! time will tell
Think youre in heaven but youre living in hell
Think youre in heaven but youre living in hell
Think youre in heaven but youre living in hell
Time alone, oh! time will tell
Think youre in heaven but youre living in hell
song performed by by Black Crowes
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The Sad Side of Heaven...
The sad side of Heaven is the happy side of Hell...
The Happy side of Hell however has honour...
The Sad side of Heaven believes has none...
The Sad side of Heaven is called Depression, Anxiety and Death...
The Happy side of Hell is called Betrayal, Theft and Torture...
The Sad side of Heaven is nothing like the present;
It is a bad comparisson toward a lifetime...
So why live on the Sad side of Heaven when you could live on the Happy side of Hell...
poem by MaddiiAnne O'Leary
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Time Will Tell
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-hm! ooh-oo-oo-oo-er. mm-mm-mm.
Jah would never give the power to a baldhead
Run come crucify the dread.
Time alone - oh, time will tell:
Think youre in heaven, but ya living in hell;
Think youre in heaven, but ya living in hell;
Think youre in heaven, but ya living in hell.
Time alone - oh, time will tell:
Ya think youre in heaven, but ya living in hell.
Back them up; oh, not the brothers,
But the ones who sets em up.
Time alone - oh, time will tell:
Think youre in heaven, but ya living in hell;
Think youre in heaven, but ya living in hell;
Think youre in heaven, but ya living in hell.
Time alone - oh, time will tell:
Ya think youre in heaven, but ya living in hell.
Mm-mm. mm-mm.
Oh, ma ...................
Oh, ma ...................
Oh, ma children are cryin.
Oh, children, weep no more!
Oh, ma sycamore tree, saw the freedom tree.
All you ... have spoke:
Oh, children, weep no more;
Weep no more: children, weep no more!
Jah would never give the power to a baldhead
Run come crucify the dread.
Time alone - oh, time will tell:
Think youre in heaven, but ya living in hell;
Think youre in heaven, but ya living in hell;
Think youre in heaven, but ya living in hell.
Time alone - oh, time will tell:
Think youre in heaven, but ya living in hell.
song performed by by Bob Marley
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