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God does not pay weekly, but He pays at the end.
In Fargo, they say, well, that's a job. How well do you get paid? For example, for this book I was written about in Entertainment Weekly, and it was kind of cool because my mom asked me if Entertainment Weekly was a magazine or a newspaper.
quote by Chuck Klosterman
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Big Money
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My older brother tommy was a lineman rest his soul
His job was hanging hot wires on them high-line power poles
Every morning bright and early hed climb way up in the sky
And I never understood it so one day I asked him why
Chorus:
He said it pays big money and man Im into that
It pays big money if youre willing to take a chance
Let me tell you something sonny, you ought to see my bank account
It pays big money but he sure cant spend it now
Well, my late uncle charlie was this demolition hound
Hed travel across the country blowing buildings to the ground
He carried a case of dynamite seemed everywhere he went
He smoked them big long cigars and hed wink at you and grin
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Well now the moral of this story boys, is dont go getting yourself killed
Be kind to your rich relatives they just might put you in their will
Chorus:
That pays big money and were all into that
It pays big money and big moneys where its at
Let me tell you something sonny, you ought to see my bank account
It pays big money and were rolling in it now
Chorus:
It pays big money having foolish kin
It pays big money guess I owe it all to them
Let me show you something sonny, take a look at this bank account
It pays big money; lets all spend some of it now
song performed by by Garth Brooks
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Crime Pays
Music: hall
Lyrics: hall/oates/s. allen
I know you know all the pros and cons
They help you get to everything you want
Greasing policemen bending all the rules
Make them an offer that they cant refuse
One crime baby I cant forgive
The kind that hurts where I live
Im a nice guy I try to wait and see
If youll get caught or go free
You stole my heart and left me blue
It look like crime pays for you
You do it and you get away
It seem like crime pays
Crime pays
Beat the heat but you couldnt pay me off
Youre staying cool no matter what it costs
You get caught youll never do the time
I have to say youve got a way with one crime baby I cant forgive
The kind that hurts where I live
Its all too clear but I still dont see
Why all the guilty go free
You stole my heart and left me blue
It look like crime pays for you
You do it and you get away
It seems like crime pays
Crime pays
It seems like crime pays
Crime pays
Catch a thief and let her go
You wont get back the love she stole
Shake her down but she dont mind
cause she commit the perfect crime ok, ok
You know I know youre a pro and con artiste
Oh baby youre a false alarm
Why do I try to play it by the rules
I was the victim but Im not a fool
You stole my heart and left me blue
It looks like crime pays for you
You do it and you get away
It seems like crime pays
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Situation Vacant
Suzy and johnny were happy
Earned enough to pay the rent
But johnnys mother-in-law had too much ambition
And this made johnny very upset
So to keep his little mama satisfied
He went and bought the weekly classified
All for peace and quiets sake
Johnny gave up his position
Just to please his mother-in-law
So he left the job where hed been all his life
He left and turned his back on door[? ]
Now hes looking at the situations vacant
Situations vacant
Just to keep his little mama satisfied
He went and bought the weekly classified
All for peace and quiets sake
Then he had to leave the apartment
And sought a less plush residence
And poor suzy and johnny had to skimp and save
Just to help to pay the weekly rent
So to keep his little mama satisfied
He went and bought the weekly classified
All for peace and quiets sake
Johnnys got no money
Got no where to go
Johnnys in a great big hole
Suzys separated, living with her ma
Now little mamas satisfied
song performed by by Kinks
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It is not the employer who pays the wages. Employers only handle the money. It is the customer who pays the wages.
quote by Henry Ford
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The body pays for a slip of the foot, and gold pays for a slip of the tongue.
The body pays for a slip of the foot and gold pays for a slip of the tongue.
Disease is the tax which the soul pays for the body, as the tenant pays house-rent for the use of the house.
quote by Ramakrishna
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Midnight Star
I was waiting in the express lane with my twelve items or less
At the checkout counter at the local grocery store
I was only passin by
But a paper caught my eye
And I learend a few things I mever knew before
It said your pet may be an extra terrestrial
It said the ghost of elvis is living in my den
You can learn to cope with stress
You can beat the irs
And the incredible frog boy is on the loose again
Oh, mignight star
Its in the weekly midnight star
Aliens from outer space are sleeping in my car
Midnight star, I wanna know, I wanna know
Eat jelly donuts and lose twenty pounds a day
Hear the story of the man born without a head
And top psychics all agree
That the telephone company
Will have a brand new service that lets you talk to the dead
Oh, midnight star
You can believe it if you read it in the weekly mignight star
Theyre keeping hitlers brain alive inside a jar
Midnight star, I wanna know, I wanna know
Tell me, tell me, tell me how to make my bust-line grow
Midnight star, I wanna know
Oh, midnight star
Well, dont you know that I read it, I read it in the weekly midnight star
The ufos have landed and well tell you where they are
Midnight star, I wanna know, I wanna know
Midnight star
Well, you can read all about in in the weekly midnight star
You can use you esp to learn to play guitar
Midnight star I wanna know, I wanna know
(ah, midnight star) I wanna know, I wanna know
(ah, midnight star) I wanna know, I wanna know
(ah, midnight star) I wanna know, I wanna know
(ah, midnight star) inquiring minds like mine wanna know
(you can read it {x5}, midnight star {x2}) (ah, midnight star) I wanna know, I wanna know
(you can read it {x5}, midnight star {x2}) (ah, midnight star) I wanna know, I wanna know
(you can read it {x5}, midnight star {x2}) (ah, midnight star) I wanna know, I wanna know
(you can read it {x5}, midnight star {x2}) (ah, midnight star) I wanna know, I wanna know
(you can read it {x5}, midnight star {x2}) (ah, midnight star) I wanna know, I wanna know
(you can read it {x5}, midnight star {x2}) (ah, midnight star) I wanna know, I wanna know
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Big business never pays a nickel in taxes, according to Ralph Nader, who represents a big consumer organization that never pays a nickel in taxes.
quote by Dave Barry
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One difference between French appeasement and American appeasement is that France pays ransom in cash and gets its hostages back while the United States pays ransom in arms and gets additional hostages taken.
quote by William Safire
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Man In The Middle
Like an inventor
He is a symbol of a new age
He glides above the realms
Of you and me
He flows through your life
And makes you feel quite small
You may sit up in your chair
He doesnt care at all
Hes the man in the middle
You can tell which way he lays
Hes the man in the middle
And he realises
And he realises
And he realises
Beauty pays
His gowns come from paris
Occasionally from rome
He can go anywhere
Say back to his home
He flows through your life
And makes you feel quite small
Flashing to the white collars
Ha, he doesnt care at all
Hes the man in the middle
You can tell which way he lays
Hes the man in the middle
And he realises
And he realises
And he realises
Beauty pays
Please...
Hes the man in the middle
You can tell which way he lays
Hes the man in the middle
And he realises
And he realises
And he realises
Beauty pays
Hes the man in the middle
You can tell which way he lays
Hes the man in the middle
And he realises
And he realises
And he realises
Beauty pays
Please...
song performed by by Tom Petty
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Tailor
TAILOR
Many men were ‘made to measure’
when they led a life of leisure,
while working women wept at home
and sowed their fingers to the bone.
Silken suits were deemed a pleasure
and of all things seemed a treasure -
but times have changed, I’m left alone
with only memories to moan.
It is undoubtedly a fact,
despite my stylish taste and tact,
that only ‘ready-made’ and racked
can current customers attract.
Yet should someone special come
select a suit of cashmere greys,
flannel trousers finely spun,
camel blazer, mohair maze,
should some young lad look out for fun
in lilac slacks – the latest craze –
like all the trade I suffer from
skilled labour shortages.
It puts a strain upon income,
Cutting cloth that never frays,
for when the weekly sums are done
as my accountant rightly says, ...
’custom’, as a custom,
no longer really pays.
27 July 1975
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Wants And Needs
everytime your hands close
on something you want, someone
else's hands are empty of
what they need.
the difference between needs
and wants, is the difference
between freedom and slavery.
be careful of what you want!
every transaction has a cost.
who pays the cost... and in the
end who pays for that?
dont let what you want own you!
dont take your wants at the expense
of someone else's needs.
we came into this world naked,
we will leave the same way.
what we cling to is only a hindrance.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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It's a place where I could do something on a weekly basis and see if I like it.
quote by Macaulay Culkin
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The Coquette, and After (Triolets)
I
For long the cruel wish I knew
That your free heart should ache for me
While mine should bear no ache for you;
For, long--the cruel wish!--I knew
How men can feel, and craved to view
My triumph--fated not to be
For long! . . . The cruel wish I knew
That your free heart should ache for me!
II
At last one pays the penalty -
The woman--women always do.
My farce, I found, was tragedy
At last!--One pays the penalty
With interest when one, fancy-free,
Learns love, learns shame . . . Of sinners two
At last ONE pays the penalty -
The woman--women always do!
poem by Thomas Hardy
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Smoke And Mirrors
smoke and mirrors,
lies and propaganda.
whatever drug you need,
to swallow and obey.
the ghostly terror
of fear multiplied,
in the name of national security,
while the bottom line grows!
follow the plan,
step by unholy step,
destiny determined
in back rooms by demons.
a black tie affair,
and the suffering continues...
who pays the price?
who pays the price?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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A Cutting To Paste From A Snippet Quick
Remember those days,
When it was said honesty pays.
And people tried their best,
To be respecting of others?
Today thieves blatantly steal from others,
With a declaration as to what they own.
And dismiss others they choose to disrespect,
With a respect from them that is demanded to be shown.
Remember those days,
When it was said honesty pays.
And people tried their best,
To be respecting of others?
If you don't remember times like this,
Don't concern yourself with it.
You are probably the least affected.
And your life is based upon...
A cutting to paste from a snippet quick.
With an easier claim as a creation you made exist.
To wallow away in a 15 minutes of unearned fame.
Void of originality.
But that's where the minds today,
Prefer to sit to then languish over it.
Bemoaning their boredom with the ease of life.
Only the counting of illegal funds,
For many would make this right!
Remember those days,
When it was said honesty pays.
And people tried their best,
To be respecting of others?
Well
Move over.
You are in the way.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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