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(Everyday Is) Halloween
well I live with snakes and lizards
and other things that go bump in the night
cos to me everyday is halloween
I have given up hiding and started to fight
I have started to fight
well any time, any place, anywhere that I go
all the people seem to stop and stare
they say 'why are you dressed like it's halloween?
you look so absurd, you look so obscene!'
o, why can't I live a life for me?
why should I take the abuse that's served?
why can't they see they're just like me
it's the same, it's the same in the whole wide world
well I let their teeny minds think
that they're dealing with someone who is over the brink
and I dress this way just to keep them at bay
cos halloween is everyday
it's everyday
o, why can't I live a life for me?
why should I take the abuse that's served?
why can't they see they're just like me
it's the same, it's the same in the whole wide world
o, why can't I live a life for me?
why should i take the abuse that's served?
why can't they see they're just like me
I'm not the one that's so absurd
why hide it?
why fight it?
hurt feelings
best to stop feeling hurt
from denials, reprisals
it's the same it's the same in the whole wide world
song performed by by Ministry
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Halloween
Well i live with snakes and lizards
And other things that go bump in the
Night cos to me everyday is halloween
I have given up hiding and started to fight
I have started to fight well any time,
Any place, anywhere that i go all the
People seem to stop and stare they say
'why are you dressed like it's halloween?
You look so absurd, you look so obscene'
O, why can't i live a life for me?
Why should i take the abuse that's served?
Why can't they see they're just like me it's
The same, it's the same in the whole wide world
Well i let their teeny minds think that they're
Dealing with someone who is over the brink and
I dress this way just to keep them at bay
Cos halloween is everyday it's everyday o,
Why can't i live a life for me?
Why should i take the abuse that's served?
Why can't they see they're just like me it's
The same, it's the same in the whole wide world
O, why can't i live a life for me? why should i
Take the abuse that's served? why can't they see
They're just like me i'm not the one that's so
Absurd why hide it?
Why fight it? hurt feelings best to stop feeling
Hurt from denials, reprisals it's the same it's the
Same in the whole wide world
song performed by by Ministry
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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In The Midst Of Creating Conflict
Wishing for a past to return to relive,
Has to be those wishes made by the ones...
Doing a procrastinating done.
They did it then and still do now.
And there are many living,
Who believe they are owed to be served.
As if for no other reason they exist.
To live to criticized to bemoan their failures.
And the ones who go unnoticed,
With a sacrificing done to condone...
Take no one or anything for granted.
With a doing not to complain or it shown.
And...
Often those believing they are owed to be served,
Are in the midst of creating conflict...
Anywhere they are allowed to critique and whine.
With a finding of doing this as fulfilling their purpose.
As if to make their presence known.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Notforgettin'
Before that sacred holy flickering tv-screen
You're served commercials day-time fakes and tv-priests
You keep your VCR running almost constantly
Afraid to miss out on something happening on channel three
You zap from channel one to two look what they have done to you
You live from staged realities and fakes
Channel three then four and five you double check your tv-guide
Re-enacted lives to keep you awake
Life is served
Here every taste will find our satisfaction guarantee
On the never sleeping flickering screen
You keep watching this truly weird masquarade
The flickering screen enchants you your truly all enslaved
Nostalgia sports and comedies, cops cartoons and tragedies
Remote control at hand you sit enslaved
Washing powder and apple pies re-runs soaps and Jesus Christ
Anytime is time to zap the world away
Life is served...
We're your tellyvisions
You zap from channel one to two...
Nostalgia sports and comedies...
Life is served...
song performed by by Quorthon
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Television
Before that sacred holy flickering tv-screen
You're served commercials day-time fakes and tv-priests
You keep your VCR running almost constantly
Afraid to miss out on something happening on channel three
You zap from channel one to two look what they have done to you
You live from staged realities and fakes
Channel three then four and five you double check your tv-guide
Re-enacted lives to keep you awake
Life is served
Here every taste will find our satisfaction guarantee
On the never sleeping flickering screen
You keep watching this truly weird masquarade
The flickering screen enchants you your truly all enslaved
Nostalgia sports and comedies, cops cartoons and tragedies
Remote control at hand you sit enslaved
Washing powder and apple pies re-runs soaps and Jesus Christ
Anytime is time to zap the world away
Life is served...
We're your tellyvisions
You zap from channel one to two...
Nostalgia sports and comedies...
Life is served...
song performed by by Quorthon
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Alankar (Decor) - 13
Freedom is ours to let live, live
Liberty is mine to live or not
So I decide to breathe or not
But He above rules His my life
So is He with my life's strife
Only my sense to sense His knot
And my mind warns, my heart feels
My vision alerts to care my wheels
To choose the good to gain good
To avoid the bad not to brood
An eye third in me that reveals
Freedom so not to act and hurt
Nor spit on oneself to get hurt
Nor even to hurt any to fight
Nor high to die to say right
But to soar leveled joy to spurt
Freedom so to share joy and live
To serve, be served, such to thrive
Freedom not to be a selfish waste
So to be feckless a heedless taste
Freedom is ours to let live, live
poem by Indira Renganathan
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I have voted to make tough decisions in budgetary times, I've served on two recessionary budgets, my opponent has never served on any a budget committee where there was less money to spend than the year before.
quote by Matt Gonzalez
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Three Wives Of A Mandarin
Lawful wife.
There is still some wine left in the chalice,
And the plate that’s served is nests of the swallows.
Since the birth of time, the legal spouse
Is respected by her mandarin-husband.
Concubine
There is still some wine left in the chalice,
And the plate is served – duck: fat and heavy;
Should a mandarin be deprived of children -
Concubine is needed for a mandarin.
Maid
There is still some wine left in the chalice,
And the plate is served - preserves and marmalade.
Why the two of you are in his house?
Every night a new woman he desires.
Mandarin
There is no more wine left in the chalice,
And the plate that’s served is hot red pepper.
Silence! O you: bunch of silly blabbers,
Dare you laughing at the poor old mandarin.
poem by Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev
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Live
Clear out your mind
Look to your past and see what you can find
Stole soul afraid
Of the prophets perfect picture falls away
Is this the life that we choose to live
Or is this the life that has been giving
Now is the time to see what my life should be
What is mine!?
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
It's a timeless rage
For many people praying to be saved
Truth is so strong
It needs lights to guide it so it can carry on
I've seen blood on my hands
Am I dead or is this where it begins
I feel the shame
For my friend who put a bullet in his brain!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
song performed by by Zug Izland
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Once You Discover That Is True
If you do not awaken...
To make God the priority in your life,
Each day.
Perhaps you are deserving,
Of those burdens you've been served.
If you feel limited by an ego that exists...
Those gifts you have been given,
Go unrecognized.
And your eyes are filled,
With a self centeredness you should resist!
No one says it is easy,
To live a life feeling isolated and alone.
With needs and wishes...
Bombarding with temptations.
No one is suggesting,
Your point of view is not valid.
We all have condoned...
Those situations with conditions,
We have known!
If you do not awaken...
To make God the priority in your life,
Each day.
Perhaps you are deserving,
Of those burdens you've been served.
But this is not the life God wants for you!
Once you discover that is true...
You will awaken to praise His name.
Making that the first thing each day you do!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Seduced
Cheerios with bursting cinnamon dust,
Over sliced banana in a bowl of soy milk,
Breakfast is served.
Succulent sautéed shrimp over angel hair,
With melting mozzarella in a white plate,
Lunch is served.
Romaine spinach dressed with vinegarette,
Cherry tomatoes, raisins, pineapple cubes,
Dinner is served.
Then she sensed creamy caramel macchiato,
That’s calling for her not too far from home,
Starbucks is there.
Amaretto Cheesecake with Madeliene Crust,
Staring at her in an eyeful blast of seduction,
She checked in.
poem by Efren Petalver Carranza
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Calypso
This song appears on seventeen albums, and was first released on the windsong album, and has also been released on favourites, greatest hits vol 2, voice of america, john denver (italian), the v
Est of john denver (double cd), the rocky mountain collection, the country roads collection, reflections and country classics albums. live versions appears on the live in london, the wildlife co
And the best of john denver live albums. an updated studio version has been released on the earth songs, the very best of john denver (single cd), the john denver collection - calypso and a por
Albums.
To sail on a dream on a crystal clear ocean
To ride on the crest of a wild raging storm
To work in the service of life and the living
In search of the answers to questions unknown
To be part of the movement and part of the growing
Part of beginning to understand
Aye, calypso, the places youve been to
The things that youve shown us
The stories you tell
Aye, calypso, I sing to your spirit
The men who have served you
So long and so well
Like the dolphin who guides you
You bring us beside you
To light up the darkness and show us the way
For though we are strangers in your silent world
To live on the land we must learn from the sea
To be true as the tide
And free as the wind-swell
Joyful and loving in letting it be
Aye, calypso, the places youve been to
The things that youve shown us
The stories you tell
Aye, calypso, I sing to your spirit
The men who have served you
So long and so well
Aye, calypso, the places youve been to
The things that youve shown us
The stories you tell
Aye, calypso, I sing to your spirit
The men who have served you
So long and so well
Words and music by john denver
song performed by by John Denver
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Hunting
'Where 'she said
'does love live? '
Is it in your eyes?
I have looked there;
I look there every day.
Is it in your heart?
I know it beats
but some days
it is so faint;
In your mind?
That is opaque.
Tell me where does your love for me live?
I said
'I am taught
that deeds and providing
are where my love shows;
in being sure everyone here is safe
and that there is enough
for what everyone wants or needs.
I am not good at flowery words;
at affection even.
I wish I were better.
for you.
What about you?
Where does your love for me live? '
She said
'It is everywhere with me
in my heart, it pounds you know still
for you.
In the house.
I place my love in flower vases
in the vacuum cleaner;
in dinner
in the wine served.
In my thoughts and emotions.
I remember everything
we've ever done.
He said:
I wish I had that ability you have.
I think I am made for the hunt.
But now
there is no hunt.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Inverted
The feeling contends, once kind.
Violence starts, won't cease.
Vengeance comes. Want rewards.
The servant starts piercing chores.
Stitching mouths, once skinned.
The gaping wounds left to mend.
Reckless kills, live dispite.
Boundary has soldiers try.
I have come to read my friend
The gifts of all those born and bred.
The living dead once more resign.
We're facing cause it's creation.
I have come to resist life's scar in pain.
The fates just called in Armageddon.
Infected, for the scraps are red.
Deep within the living charge.
The bag once empty filled with fire.
I'd like to find out, just what you said.
I'd like to see you. Justice dead.
Who'd like to see you. Justice served
With lies to go around, the sentence served
song performed by by Obituary
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Blood shared
Blood shared / mmm, served on romantic dinner / bo'friend, gil'friend starving as if donated. / thick as they were /in their hands fock n knife were, /in dark like ghost they were /the way they wear /you can't recognise what they were. /frozen like red-frozen yougurt /served as disert /expensiv they were. /crime so high currently /like Zim currency. /thee gil'friend knowing not where the blood from. / at other room / gil'friend sister lying there soulessly / as her blood served on romantic dinner dish. /bo'friend neva introduced to soulsister. /yet the blood they shared
poem by Stephen Raseona
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Make No Attempt to Compliment
When the initiative is taken,
To inflict upon another heartbreak.
Expect to feel the remnants of it.
Or see bits and pieces served upon a plate.
Eat it.
With a hopeful wish...
There has been an invitation,
To taste dessert.
And what has been served,
Has been deserving.
And a forgiveness forthcoming,
Will be mutually delicious.
If expectations are there and desired,
To again share the same menu!
If not...
Make no attempt to compliment.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Do You Like Your Love Served
Yeah, tonights your night, baby.
Whatever you want, whatever you need, its on me.
Oh, how do you like your love served? tell me what you think you deserve.
How do you like it?
How do you like it, how do you like it, baby?
How do you like your love served? girl, just give me the word.
How do you like it?
Here I am for your pleasure. I just wanna make you happy, girl.
Baby, no no no pressure.
Satisfaction guaranteed, if you want full service, baby, pull up on me.
I wanna caress you, and maybe undress you, oh yeah.
And maybe undress ya, oh yeah
Ill do all of that and more, give you the love that youve been waiting for.
I wanna fulfill you, oh, I swear that Ill thrill you, oh yeah.
Give you all the love you need. may I take your order, please?
How do you like your love served? tell me what you think you deserve.
How do you like it? I wanna know how you like your love served.
How do you like your love served? girl, just give me the word.
How do you like it? I wanna know. come on, say the word!
Oh, just tell me what you want, baby. I know I got the things you need.
Im here to serve you. girl, you can cout on me.
Oh, appetizers start at nine, main course starts at ten.
When all of that is finished, girl, the dessert begins.
And thats when I caress you, mayble undress you.
Give you all of that and more. give you the love that youve been waiting for.
I wanna fulfill you, fulfill you, fulfill you.
Oh, I swear that Ill thrill you, yeah.
Give you all the love you need. may I take your order, please?
How do you like your love served? tell me what you think you deserve.
How do you like it? oh, yeah, I wanna know what ya like, what ya want, what ya need!
How do you like your love served? girl, just give me the word.
How do you like it? tell me everything that ya want.
Tell me everything that you need.
Ill serve it on a silver platter. any way you want it dont matter.
Ill give it to you like you like it. girl, I wanna do it all night.
Give it to you like you need, baby, you dont have to beg or plead.
I wanna be there for ya. girl, you know I adore ya.
Tell me how you like, tell me how you like it, baby.
Tell me how you like, tell me how you like it, baby.
{fade--}
song performed by by New Edition
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Wife
You adopted my home as yours.
I deserted your home forever.
You cooked for me and served me.
You mothered my children.
You served as a waiter for me.
You wore gold and silks for me.
I own all that is yours.
You own all as mine.
No traces will have survived in your name.
Everything stays as my legacy.
Yes, wife is a martyr of the adopted home.
04.09.2002
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A different test
What is fine and where to dine
It is to be served only with wine?
I want it to be served at its best
When I am there at complete rest
Different test at different time
Sometime may amount committing to crime
I have all dreams to come true
i have tested and gone through
It is what I am today
Gone was bad yesterday
I wait for bright day
Let people find it as best way
I shall stand alone amidst the crisis
Broad smile but no emphasis
Let them thin and enjoy in their own style
I shall watch them for a while
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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