Even the devil himself does not know where women sharpen their knives.
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When the ox just stumbles, they all sharpen their knives.
Devil Inside
(a farriss & m hutchence)
Here come the woman
With the look in her eye
Raised on leather
With flesh on her mind
Words as weapons sharper than knives
Makes you wonder how the other half die
Other half die
Here come the man
With the look in his eye
Fed on nothing
But full of pride
Look at them go
Look at them kick
Makes you wonder how the other half live
The devil inside
The devil inside
Every single one of us the devil inside
The devil inside
The devil inside
Every single one of us the devil inside
Here come the world
With the look in its eye
Future uncertain but certainly slight
Look at the faces
Listen to the bells
Its hard to believe we need a place called hell
song performed by by INXS
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My Grandfather
my grandfather drowned
while fishing...
i was only fourteen,
i took the call.
in the whirl of
funeral arrangements,
preachers, headstones,
and old hymns...
too much was forgotten.
he gave me my first
pocket knife, showed me
how to sharpen it....
when i grew up
i sharpened knives
for all the women
in the neighborhood.
i can still remember
him taking me to the depot
to watch the train pass by....
when i see a train now
i sometimes wonder...
if he's on it, and coming
for me.....
a way of life gone...
maybe better in some ways....
my grandfather died while fishing....
the fish won the battle
that night!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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This Is Me:
One says I have the heart an angel,
One says I have the heart of the devil,
Well,
I'm neither an angel, nor the devil,
I'm me.
A women,
A women who will believe in anyone who can believe in themselves,
Even believe in those who don't believe in themselves,
A women who loves all things,
Weather dark of light,
For as I know the world cannot cooperate without the other,
I hate the things that make me mad,
Like racism, bullying, age discrimination, being a women and not have full rights to everything, and watching people suffer and go throw hell right in front of my eyes,
A women who is strong as steel,
But has compassion and is full of love,
One who likes to get her way, but can allow others for there's, too,
This is me.
A women,
A women who loves pissing people off,
But a women who wants to comfort the sad,
A women who loves to give her heart out,
To where it on her sleeve so people can see,
But don't when they take advantage,
A women who likes to cuss like a sailor,
Yet who loves to sweet words,
This is the women I am,
This is me,
And how I am...
poem by Sherry Painter
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She Knows The Devil
She got fingernails like knives, she got twenty-four karat eyes
She wants everything she sees, she'll drop you to your knees
She ain't gonna change her wicked ways, I'll love her till my dying day
She got poison heart, painted smile, she always has a girlfriend
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Chorus:
She knows the devil, she knows the devil
She knows the devil, and the devil knows me
She knows the devil, she knows the devil
She knows the devil, and the devil knows me
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Bad little girl with a vermin tongue, ooh, she loves to have her fun
The daughter of Mephistopheles, she loves to aim and she aims to please
She'll take any young god and burn him down
He'll see who's the queen and who's the clown
She got lips that bleed, she's what I need, I want her for my girlfriend
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Chorus
(Instrumental break)
She wants everything she sees, she'll drop you to your knees
She ain't gonna change her wicked ways, I'll love her till my dying day
She got poison heart, painted smile, she always brings a girlfriend
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, she knows the devil
Whoa, whoa, whoa, she knows the devil
song performed by by Toto
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Phenomenal Women
the devils are to the heavens
what women are to this world
to have themselves subjugated by men
after having guaded the sky for a million years?
what a painful fall it must be for the black angels!
and the women, after having closely guarded
the entire human race all these milleniums
- the excruciating pain to bring each to the world
further sacrfice to make sure every inch of him is spic and span
and to learn that after all these predicaments
nothing but inferiority being ascribed to her
the devil must be having a better deal
yet without fail, the patient doting women pray
for the deliverance of her men, sons from all woes -
this world and the next
yes, women such honourable phenomenal creature
the devil should be ashamed to have gotten her to bite
into the forbidden fruit
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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She Know The Devil
She got fingernails like knives, she got twenty-four karat eyes
She wants everything she sees, shell drop you to your knees
She aint gonna change her wicked ways, Ill love her till my dying day
She got poison heart, painted smile, she always has a girlfriend
(hey, hey, hey, hey)
Chorus:
She knows the devil, she knows the devil
She knows the devil, and the devil knows me
She knows the devil, she knows the devil
She knows the devil, and the devil knows me
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Bad little girl with a vermin tongue, ooh, she loves to have her fun
The daughter of mephistopheles, she loves to aim and she aims to please
Shell take any young God and burn him down
Hell see whos the queen and whos the clown
She got lips that bleed, shes what I need, I want her for my girlfriend
(hey, hey, hey, hey)
Chorus
(instrumental break)
She wants everything she sees, shell drop you to your knees
She aint gonna change her wicked ways, Ill love her till my dying day
She got poison heart, painted smile, she always brings a girlfriend
(hey, hey, hey, hey)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, she knows the devil
Whoa, whoa, whoa, she knows the devil
song performed by by Toto
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Graves Of Your Fathers
dead poets stacked like saltine crackers,
in the hangers where the bombs are loaded.
the smell of flesh burning
doesnt change with skin colors,
screams in the night defy language!
justice oozes from pus filled wounds,
faces stolen from bodies marching.
death falls like the rain that has no after,
on the poor and the ignorant without discrimination.
the power surges, lights flicker and fade,
the children of the poets sharpen knives,
and sleep with stray cats....
when even darkness sickens itself,
and women gather garbage by flashlight.
the beast you fed the poets' tongues,
sits staring at your mother!
and you walk blindly down the tracks,
throwing pennies on the graves of your fathers!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Peace in War?
So you sharpen your knives
You also oil your guns
What is that grenade for?
I see, you have a jungle jacket,
How smart?
Tell me, would you heal the wounds?
The wounds,
That gape and stare at you,
The wounds that wouldn't let
A nap over your eyes.
Wounds that would hollow your heart,
Dripping bloody soiled hands
That would make your seeds
Sprout with fright to the wound?
Tell me,
Was it for peace?
Now agape. Why?
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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Back then
I don't want to work nine to five,
Just to end up barely alive,
I would rather sharpen a sword,
So to win myself a gold-hoard,
I don't want a means to an end,
I want to live solely to live,
To live like they did way back when,
Life surely was much simpler then,
I don't want to use wit and style,
Without going the extra mile,
I want to use chivalrous feats,
To tempt Madame beneath the sheets,
I don't want chess played as eyes meet,
I want love that's won through peril,
Women as women, men as men,
An age that's not to come again.
poem by Christian Lacdael
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Women Who Walk Like Men
They seem to be everywhere now,
women who walk like men.
With hair cropped in a paint brush,
bullets for eyes and knives for noses,
they walk long halls, hips so still
they can have no pelvis.
Then one day you meet one
and become her friend.
A week later you still wonder:
Are all the women who walk like men
wildflowers, really,
locked in a hothouse,
craving the sun?
poem by Donal Mahoney
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Your Pencil
Sharpen your pencil and let me use it,
For the righteous works of some people are clearly evident;
But those thst are otherwise cannot be hidden.
Sharpen your pencil according to the promise of life,
And like a tree planted by the waters of love;
For the sins of others are ahead of them while,
The sins of others trail behind them.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Speakin Of The Devil
Hes got a way of walkin
Hes got a way of talkin
A way to fascinate me all the time
And hes got a way with women
A way to keep my head a swimmin
Hes got away too many times
Chorus:
Ooh, speakin of the devil
Well, here he comes now
Lookin like an angel
Got my defenses down
Hes got me dreamin
Got me schemin
Ooh, speakin of the devil
He is drivin me wild
With that wicked little grin
And that fire in his eyes
Hes got me dreamin
Got me steamin
Ooh, speakin of the devil
It feels mighty close to heaven
And Id go through hell to make him mine
Hes got his spell upon me
Got to be his one and only
Burning with passion and desire
Ooh, Im caught up in all his magic
It surely would be tragic
To never share the heat
From all this fire
Repeat chorus twice
Speakin of the devil
Speakin of the devil
Id go through hell to make him mine
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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A women
Women is
Mother...
Women is
sister...
Women is
Gran maa...
women is
Friend....
Women is
Family...
Women is
Nation...
Women is
World....
Women is
Power of univers...
Univers Also
Power of women...
Women is not only
Women...
A women is
Homeable gods...
A women is
Loveable goodes...
With goodness...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Women
Women behind bars, women in fast cars, women in distress, women with no dress
Women in airplanes, women who play games
Women in uniform, see that woman with her clothes gone
Women who satisfy, women you cant buy
Like women in magazines, and women in a limousine
Women who sip champagne, women who feel no pain
Women in a disco, and women who dont wanna know, no no
Oh, women wanting sympathy, women feeling extacy
Women who live in fantasies, bringing man to his knees
Women who boil to love, women who need a shove
Women who cant be beat, get that woman in the back seat, yeah yeah
Women in the usa, those women steal your heart away
Women into rock n roll, women who steal the show, go go go
Women that you write songs about, women that turn around and kick you out
Women you dream about all your life
Women that stab you in the back with a switchblade knife
Oh women, oohoo, talking bout women, all round the world
Yeah women, all the naughty girls, talking bout women, come on baby
song performed by by Foreigner
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Pretty For You
Swallow this scene, Im on fire
Arms waving, burning higher
Impressing you with what Ive done
But every minute Im losing one by one
Swallow this scene, sharpen knives
Pin cushion, pierce my sides
And every blade will catch the sun
And every minute Im losing one by one
Right now pretty for you
Am I finally pretty?
An ornament for everyone
But every minute Im losing one by one
Swallow this scene, there is laughter
For the ugly ever-after
And after they have poked their fun
And every lover Im losing one by one
song performed by by Verve Pipe
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Little Red Apples
Out of Mother Nature
Came little red Apples'
That were grown
In the Garden of time
But God don't like
Little red Apples'
From which the Devil does dine
Women love to eat little red Apples'
In the Summer time
Men desire little red Apples'
Any old time
Winter, Summer, especially
When the Sun is high
In a clear blue Sky
The Devil does love
Little red Apples'
Man does love
Little red Apples'
Women love
Little red Apples'
poem by Allan James Saywell
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At least 50 times. I've jumped off a building, jumped off a cliff in a car. I've been in bedrooms when women came in with knives and guns.
quote by Dennis Rodman
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Devil With The Black Dress On
Wash off those scabs dear
or fingernail pick them clean
Pray to all your long lost demons
and justify your means
Devil has a new shape
Devil has a new ride
Devil has a problem but he locks it up inside
Shit angel
Kids sure like the devil these days
and I'm the devil with the black dress on
Do you want to own me angel
cause I own you now you're gone
Kids sure like the devil these days
and I'm the devil with the black dress on
Do you want to hate me angel
cause I hate you now you're gone
Did you believe it cause I said so
Did you believe it was true
Did you believe it cause I said so angel
I sure lied to you
Did you believe it cause I said so
Did you believe it was true
I'm eternal and infernal and I sure lied to you
Shit angel
Kids sure like the devil these days
and I'm the devil with the black dress on
Do you want to own me angel
cause I own you now you're gone
Kids sure like the devil these days
and I'm the devil with the black dress on
Do you want to hate me angel
cause I hate you now you're gone
Good girl with the black eyes
Believe in future past
Everything that I want happens
See how long that lasts
Devil has a hot rod
Devil high on speed
Devil has a black dress
So her arms can bleed
Kids sure like the devil these days
and I'm the devil with the black dress on
Do you want to know me angel
cause I know you now you're gone
Kids sure like the devil these days
and I'm the devil with the black dress on
Do you want to hurt me angel
cause I'm hurting now you're gone
Go go go gone
Go go go gone
Go go go go go go go
Gone
song performed by by Jack Off Jill from Sexless Demons And Scars
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Devil eyes
You had eyes like the devil.
So red and angry.
You were by far vile.
You were and are pure evil.
You have eyes of the devil.
You are evil.
Your a match for santon himself.
All you can do is hurt little girls.
Its all you know how to do.
You hurt me and probaly others.
You had a smile of the devil.
To go with your devil eyes.
You were luaghing the whole time.
As I lay crying.
Begging you to stop.
But you were the devil.
And the devil dosent stop.
I was 11 when you had your go.
But rape was all I had known.
You werent the first
And you werent the last.
By bludy god I hate you.
Your worse than the devil.
But you have the devils eyes
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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