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A Russian Tale
The tsar our little father had grown old, very old. Now he could not even strangle a dove with his own hands. Sitting on his throne he was golden and frigid. Only his beard grew, down to the floor and farther.
Then someone else ruled, it was not known who. Curious folk peeped into the palace windows but Krivonosov screened the windows with gibbets. Thus only the hanged saw anything.
In the end the tsar our little father died for good. The bells rang and rang, yet they did not bring his body out. Our tsar had grown into the throne. The legs of the throne had become all mixed up with the legs of the tsar. His arm and the armrest were one. It was impossible to tear him loose. And to bury the tsar along with the golden throne - what a shame.
poem by Zbigniew Herbert
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Batuschka
[Author's Note: The title means "little father" or "dear little father", a term of endearment applied to the Tsar in Russian folk-song. --T.B.A.]
From yonder gilded minaret
Beside the steel-blue Neva set,
I faintly catch, from time to time,
The sweet, aerial midnight chime--
"God save the Tsar!"
Above the ravelins and the moats
Of the white citadel it floats;
And men in dungeons far beneath
Listen, and pray, and gnash their teeth--
"God save the Tsar!"
The soft reiterations sweep
Across the horrer of their sleep,
As if some dæmon in his glee
Were mocking at their misery--
"God save the Tsar!"
In his Red Palace over there,
Wakeful, he needs must hear the prayer.
How can it drown the broken cries
Wrung from his children's agonies?--
"God save the Tsar!"
Father they called him from of old--
Batuschka! . . . How his heart is cold!
Wait till a million scourgëd men
Rise in their awful might, and then
God save the Tsar!
poem by Thomas Bailey Aldrich
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Alexander III
The world in mourning for a Russian Tsar!
A despot of the nineteenth century
Mourned by the nations that have made men free!
Ye captives of his rule! where'er ye be,
Whether in dungeons or in mines afar—
Wretches who mourn, yet mourn not for the Tsar,—
Forgive the tears that seem a wrong to grief
Barren of comfort and without relief!—
The Tsar was Russia's martyr,—as ye are!
He asked for peace, and she ordained him strife.
A Slav of simple heart, disliking show,
She bade him every lowly hope forego;
And placing on his brow her crown of woe,
Gave him a sovereignty with perils rife,
And 'neath his sceptre hid the assassin's knife.
So, masked as Fear, she broke his nerves of steel
Upon the circle of her racking wheel,
And set a horror at his door of life!
Humanity but sorrows for her own;
The Autocrat she mourns not, but the man,
Who, loving Russia, lived beneath her ban,
Powerless to soften fate or change the plan
That called him all unwilling to a throne,
Hereditary evils to atone.
She mourns not Cæsar, but the pathos old
Of a quick conscience, driven to uphold
A dynasty the world had long outgrown.
Woe to the Tsar!—Livadia's cannon boom,
Proclaiming that the Tsar from woe is free!
Peace to the Tsar! but, Russia, woe to thee!
Still he who rules thee shall thy victim be,
Tortured by griefs that shall his heart consume,
Till he and thou, risen as from the tomb,
Shall see the light on Liberty's calm face,
Shall know that tyranny must yield its place
To the great spirit that hath breathed its doom!
poem by Florence Earle Coates from Poems (1898)
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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I am not yet ready to be Tsar. I know nothing of the business of ruling.
quote by Nicholas II
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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He who serves the Tsar cannot serve his people.
When the Tsar sins the Empire must do penance.
Your body belongs to the Tsar, your soul to God, and your back to the squire.
A drop of water in the eyes of the Tsar costs the country many handkerchiefs.
Death carries on its shoulders a heavy Tsar just as easily as a light beggar.
Fugue 2 / Song Of Daedalus
Call me cool as january
I walk like the breeze
And wear the world like filigree
Call me too large for life
Thats only sticks and stones
Im standing so tall
It seems that Ive grown
Call me irresponsible
Your rules of the game
Are only clouds to float above
Call me, lets do lunch
When I get time for girls
Im working on things
To astonish the world
Call me weird and laugh at me
I tell you its true
Ive found a cure for gravity
Call me mad as march
High as in hogmanay
Just watch me and weep
Im out of this maze
See the wings made of feathers, of wax and of thread
See me soar high above all the quick and the dead
Call me now
Call me stars and moon and plough
Call me lord, call me sire
Call me earth and wind and fire
Call me judge, call me shah
Call me king, call me tsar
Call me god
song performed by by Joe Jackson
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A cross-eyed Tsar, one-eyed ministers, blind subjects.
Fugue 2 / Song Of Daedalus (feat. Violin: Nadja Salerno-Sonnenberg)
[Solo Violin - Nadja Salerno-Sonnenberg
Vocal - Joe Jackson]
Call me cool as January
I walk like the breeze
And wear the world like filigree
Call me too large for life
That's only sticks and stones
I'm standing so tall
It seems that I've grown
Call me irresponsible
Your rules of the game
Are only clouds to float above
Call me, let's do lunch
When I get time for girls
I'm working on things
To astonish the world
Call me weird and laugh at me
I tell you it's true
I've found a cure for gravity
Call me mad as March
High as in Hogmanay
Just watch me and weep
I'm out of this maze
See the wings made of feathers,
of wax and of thread
See me soar high above
all the quick and the dead
Call me now
Call me Stars and Moon and Plough
Call me Lord, call me Sire
Call me Earth and Wind and Fire
Call me Judge, call me Shah
Call me King, call me Tsar
Call me God
song performed by by Joe Jackson
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Because I Got High (Radio Edit)
I was gonna clean my room until I got high
I was gonna get up and find the broom but then I got high
my room is still messed up and I know why
- cause I got high
cause I got high
cause I got high
I was gonna go to class before I got high
I coulda cheated and I coulda passed but I got high
I am taking it next semester and I know why
- cause I got high
cause I got high
cause I got high
I was gonna go to court before I got high
I was gonna pay my child support but then I got high
they took my whole paycheck and I know why
- cause I got high
cause I got high
cause I got high
I wasnt gonna run from the cops but I was high
I was gonna pull right over and stop but I was high
Now I am a paraplegic
- because I got high
because I got high
because I got high
I was gonna make love to you but then I got high
I was gonna eat yo p***y too but then I got high
now I'm j***ing off and I know why
- cause I got high
cause I got high
cause I got high
I messed up my entire life because I got high
I lost my kids and wife because I got high
now I'm sleeping on the sidewalk and I know why
- cause I got high
cause I got high
cause I got high
I'm gonna stop singing this song because I'm high
I'm singing this whole thing wrong because I'm high
and if I dont sell one copy I know why
- cause I'm high
cause I'm high
cause I'm high
song performed by by Afroman from The Good Times
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Last High
Song Name: You were the last high
not : you were high last night
ur stupid
I am alone
But adored by a 100,000 more
Then I said when you were the last.
And I have known love, like a whore
from at least 10,000 more
Then I swore when you were the last
When you were the last high
high
high
high
You were awake,
And I should have stayed, but wandered.
I was only out for a day.
out for a day.
It was Chicago for a moment,
And then it was Paris and London for a few,
days.
Well, I am alone
But adored by a 100,000 more
Than I swore when you were the last.
When you were the last high
high
high
high
When you were the last high
high
high
high
Well I was the first to have spoken
And I said just about all of the things you shouldn't say.
So maybe you loved me, but now maybe you don't.
And maybe you'll call me.
Maybe you won't.
Oh
So, I am alone
But adored by a 100,000 more
than I said when you were the last.
And I have known love, like a whore
from at least 10,000 more
then I swore when you were the last.
When you were the last high
High
High
High
When you were the last high
High
High
High
song performed by by Dandy Warhols
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Say Hello
(myles goodwyn)
Published by goody two tunes, inc. - bmi
I wont go livin in the past
But I believe that love can last
That youd always remain
After all, were still the same
Take me high, take me high
Say hello
Take me high, take me high
Say hello, say hello, say hello
Lets go out and paint the town
And we could turn the world around
If you say you agree
Yeah, well thats the way that itll be
Take me high, take me high
Say hello
Take me high, take me high
Say hello, say hello, say hello
What will be they say will be
But Im for you and youre for me
Evolution insane
And we go on and play the game
Take me high, take me high
Say hello
Take me high, take me high
Say hello, say hello, say hello
song performed by by April Wine
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Rasputin
The Tsarevitch lay moaning,
He was dying in his bed,
The bleeding wouldn't stop,
It turned the little fellow's head,
When somewhere through the darkness
Where a peasant dared not roam,
A bearded monk came lumbering in
And headed for the throne!
He had some mystic power, this monk,
Worked miracles, somehow,
And Alexandra wept to see
Her son, so peaceful now,
The Tsar was more than overwhelmed,
Invited him to court,
This Grigori Yefimovich,
The healer they had sought!
Each time the haemophilia
Brought young Alexis low,
Rasputin, by his bedside
Would appear to stem the flow,
They saw him as a holy man,
The women, hypnotised,
They met with him in secret,
Raised their skirts, and spread their thighs.
He revelled in the scandals
And he bragged of them in court,
And even Alexandra
Was the subject of his sport,
The Tsar went off to fight the war
And left them all behind,
Rasputin with his mistresses;
They say that love is blind!
The nobles, they all hated him
His fame, and loving arts,
They needed to be rid of him,
Black murder in their hearts,
Prince Yusupov invited him
To visit at his home,
Then fed him poisoned cakes and wine,
And left him there alone!
The poison didn't seem to take,
The monk was quite immune,
The plotters there had panicked
When they came back in the room,
The prince took his revolver
And he aimed it at his heart,
Rasputin fell back dead - or so they thought;
It was a start!
He lay across the table as
The wine spilt on the floor,
Prince Yusupov bent over him,
He didn't seem to stir;
But then Rasputin lunged at him
And grabbed him by the throat,
And Yusupov cried out: ‘Will no-one
Free me from this oaf? '
Rasputin staggered to the door,
Another shot rang out,
Purishkevich had waited
‘Til he heard the prince's shout,
They rolled him in a sheet, and then
They heard Rasputin groan,
As they dropped him through the ice
Into the Neva, where he drowned!
He was buried at the palace
On the orders of the Tsar,
But the revolution came,
And saw Rasputin disinterred,
When they tried to burn the body
They were shocked to see him writhe,
Try to sit up in the flames…
As if Rasputin was alive!
21 May 2012
poem by David Lewis Paget
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High On You
Pop
I like your wooden door, baby
I never want to leave, baby
If I could rule the night, baby
Id turn it into white
There wouldnt _? _
Im getting high on you
Im getting high on you
Im getting high on you
High on you
I like your rugged cross, baby
I dont pray in churches, baby
I got nowhere to worship, baby
Because it isnt him
I dont need a _? _ man
Im getting high on you
Im getting high on you
Im getting high on you
High on you
Terrorist in my heart
Tearin it all apart
Terrorist in my heart
Tearin it all apart
I love the way you feel, baby
The mornin startin drunk, baby
Drinking of your soul, baby
And everything I know
Digs the way your body glows
Im getting high on you
Im getting high on you
Im getting high on you
High on you
Im getting high on you
Im getting high on you
Im getting high on you
Im getting high
Corrupting in the air
I really need you
You got two play rides
I really love them
My were getting high
Are we getting high
song performed by by Iggy Pop
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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You Were The Last High
I am alone
But adored
By a hundred thousand more
Then I said
When you were the last
Then I have known love
Like a whore
From at least ten thousand more
Then I swore
When you were the last
When you were the last high
High
High
High
You were awake
And I should have stayed
But I wandered
I was only out for a day
Out for a day
It was Chicago
For a moment
And then
It was
Paris and London
For a few
Days
Now I am alone
But adored
By a hundred thousand more
Then I swore
When you were the last
When you were the last high
High
High
High
And you were the last high
High
High
High
I was the first
To have spoken
And I said
Just about
All the things
You shouldn't say
So maybe you loved me
But now
Maybe you don't
And
Maybe you'll call me
Maybe you won't
Oh
So I am alone
But adored
By a hundred thousand more
Then I said
When you were the last
And I have known love
Like a whore
From at least ten thousand more
Then I swore
When you were the last
When you were the last high
High
High
High
And you were the last high
High
High
High
song performed by by Dandy Warhols
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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