I commissioned this artist to make these silver tomahawks by hand. Larry Sellers, who plays Cloud Dancing on the show, blessed and cleansed them and all.
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On the first season of our show, I commissioned a Native American artist to make up, 'cause I'm known for the tomahawk, besides the hair and the leather outfit and the whole thing.
Blessed
Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit
Blessed is the lamb whose blood flows
Blessed are the sat upon, spat upon, ratted on
O Lord, why have you forsaken me?
I got no place to go
I've walked around Soho for the last night or so
Ah, but it doesn't matter, no
Blessed is the land and the kingdom
Blessed is the man whose soul belongs to
Blessed are the meth drinkers, pot sellers, illusion dwellers
O Lord, why have you forsaken me?
My words trickle down from a wound
That I have no intention to heal
Blessed are the stained glass, window pane glass
Blessed is the church service, makes me nervous
Blessed are the penny rookers, cheap hookers, groovy lookers
O Lord, why have you forsaken me?
I have tended my own garden much too long
song performed by by Simon & Garfunkel
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Dancing Girls
Its all become a fantasy
She sits and reads about tiffanys
I moan all day about the state of the world
And the sun beats down
Her book if full of pastel shades
Filigree femmes in lusts of jade
While all around the bullets flew
And the sun beats down
Oh heavy heart, as deep as the endless sea
A thought for every fish, why dont you let them be
Your books so frivol, but Im tired of mine
Show me some
Make me laugh and make me sing
Dancing girls
Make me laugh and make me sing
Dancing girls
So many years but nothings changed
We curse the fire but we still feed its flames
My cards repeating the same sad song
Why dont you put them down?
Tonight is young, as young as she needs to be
Theres room for love, as much as there needs to be
Show me a drink, show me a smile
Show me some
Make me laugh and make me sing
Dancing girls
Make me laugh and make me sing
Dancing girls
song performed by by Chris Rea
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Blessed
When I think how life used to be
Always walking in the shadows
Then I look at what you've given me
I feel like dancing on my tiptoes
I must say every day I wake
And realize you're by my side
I know I'm truly blessed for everything you give me
Blessed for all the tenderness you show
song performed by by Christina Aguilera from Christina Aguilera
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All works of art are commissioned in the sense that no artist can create one by a simple act of will but must wait until what he believes to be a good idea for a work comes to him.
quote by W.H. Auden
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You Make Me Feel Like Dancing
Writers: leo sayer & vini poncia
Youve got a cute way of talking
You got the better of me
Just snap your fingers and Im walking
Like a dog hanging on your lead
Im in a spin you know
Shaking on a string you know
You make me feel like dancing
Im gonna dance the night away
You make me feel like dancing
Im gonna dance the night away
You make feel like dancing
I feel like dancing dancing dance the night away
I feel like dancing dancing ahhh
Quarter to four in the morning
I aint feeling tired no no no no no
Just hold me tight and leave on the light
Cause I dont want to go home
You put a spell on me
Im right where you want me to be
You make me feel like dancing
I want to dance the night away
You make me feel like dancing
Im gonna dance the night away
You make feel like dancing
I feel like dancing dancing dance the night away
I feel like dancing dancing
You take me higher
Im gonna catch on fire cause
You make me feel like dancing I wanna dance the night away
You make me feel like dancing Im gonna dance my life away
I feel like dancing dancing dance the night away
I feel like dancing dancing dance the night away
I feel like dancing dancing dance the night away
I feel like dancing dancing ahhh
You really slipped me a potion
I cant get off of the floor
All this perpetual motion
You gotta give me some more
You gotta give me some more
And if youll let me stay well dance our lives away
You make me feel like dancing I wanna dance my life away
You make me feel like dancing I wanna dance my life away
You make me feel like dancing I wanna dance my life away
I feel
You make me feel like dancing
song performed by by Leo Sayer
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Modern Dancing
Modern, modern, modern, modern dancing
Modern dancing, modern dancing
Modern dancing, modern
I see you acting modernly with the boys and girls
Exposure breeds discovery in the modern world
The 60's hairdos 90's eyes are just flashing lights
A touch of neon hinting class for the modern night
Modern dancing, modern dancing
Modern dancing, modern dancing
Dancing
Modern dancing, modern dancing
Modern dancing, modern
Mono vision tv face and determined eyes
The clothes are perfect the rips in place just the perfect size
Familiarity breeds contempt but it doesn't show
We've heard the music times before but it still makes you go
Modern dancing, modern dancing
Modern dancing, modern dancing
Modern dancing, dancing
....variations to fade....
song performed by by Men Without Hats
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The South Wind: A Fisherman's Blessing
O blessed drums of Aldershot!
O blessed South-west train!
O blessed, blessed Speaker's clock,
All prophesying rain!
O blessed yaffil, laughing loud!
O blessed falling glass!
O blessed fan of cold gray cloud!
O blessed smelling grass!
O bless'd South wind that toots his horn
Through every hole and crack!
I'm off at eight to-morrow morn,
To bring
such
fishes back!
Eversley, April 1, 1856.
poem by Charles Kingsley
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Clouds By Number
Cloud Nine lived a life of fantasy,
Barely conceding the existence of Cloud Eight,
Who felt jealousy for Cloud Seven's
Silver lining,
Although it was saturnine.
Cloud Six lived a life in a daze,
Dozing in the sun's rays;
While Cloud Five held a bellyful of rain
That it wept onto
The arid plain.
Cloud Four came out of nowhere,
Hugging Cloud Three,
Making way, hurriedly, for Cloud Two,
Who shot lightning and thunder,
And like a magic trick
Became Cloud One.
The Great Funnel Cloud,
Who left nothing after its short reign
But a painful memory and a swollen path to be filled with regrets.
poem by Stan Petrovich
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Lisbeth and the Artist
Lisbeth stands watching
The artist as he prepares
To sketch. Her elder sisters
Stand in shadows whispering.
Her younger sister plays
With her doll on the floor.
Their father said to do as
The artist instructed and
Don't misbehave or be rude.
The artist stares hard his
Dark eyes searching their
Every move and expression
And body gesture. The elder
Girls mutter in shadows
Their hands over their mouths
Their blue eyes like shallow
Pools. Ready? The artist
Asks putting charcoal to
Paper his fingers blackening.
Lisbeth says just as we are?
The artist nods. His grim
Features express do not disturb.
The youngest sister plays
Ignoring the artist her eyes set
On the game at hand. The girls
In shadow turn their profiles
Set to mystery their hands on
Their abdomens like guardians
Of virtue. Lisbeth wonders as
She watches the artist's stiff
Moustache and beard the slow
Movement of his mouth as he
Mouths words and stares hard.
The last artist employed some
Year before younger and less
Brutal in expression and manner
Had drawn them each in private
Rooms and set them down on couch
Or bed and kept their images inside
His head. He was dismissed and the
Drawings destroyed and nothing said.
Lisbeth had thought it just a game
Something done as lover might in
Private corners or lonely spots on
Quiet nights. The artist sketches.
His blackened fingers move and
Made their mark. Their images
Captured. The scene set. One sister
In the shadows yawns the other
Stares in still contempt. Lisbeth
Poses as young girls do. Nothing
To show of interest and nothing
Hid no secret self no other you.
That's it the artist says we'll begin
The painting another day maybe
Next week if all is well. The girls
In shadow look away and resume
Their secret games. Lisbeth studies
The artist's blackened fingers as
He rolls the charcoal sketch and
Puts away. He gazes at her standing
By herself a glimpse of smile and
Glimmer in her eyes like small fires.
He closes the tired lids of eyes
And smoulders down his old desires.
poem by Terry Collett
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Dancing on Your Grave (The Misfit's Revenge)
They say you're cunning, strong and brave,
A lad the girls all want to kiss,
But in the last analysis
I will be dancing on your grave!
Tom, Fred or Harry, Mick or Dave,
You're heroes, but, in spite of this,
I will be dancing on your grave!
Bill, Stewart, Larry, Mark or Chris,
You thought that you could take the p*ss,
But, when you're dead, remember this,
I will be dancing on your grave!
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Man On The Silver Mountain (Live)
I'm a wheel,I'm a wheel
I can roll,I can feel
And you can't stop me turning
Cause I'm the sun,I'm the sun
I can move,I can run
But you'll never stop me burning
Come down with fire
Life my spirit higher
Someone's screaming my name
Come and make me holy again
I'm the man on the silver mountain
I'm the man on the silver mountain
I'm the day,I'm the day
I can show you the way
And look I'm right beside you
I'm the night,I'm the night
I'm the dark and the light
With eyes that see inside you
Come down with fire
Life my spirit higher
Someone's screaming my name
Come and make me holy again
I'm the man on the silver mountain
I'm the man on the silver mountain
Come down with fire
Life my spirit higher
Someone's screaming my name
Come and make me holy again
I'm the man on the silver mountain
I'm the man on the silver mountain
Just look at me and listen
I'm the man,the man,give you my hand
Come down with fire
Life my spirit higher
I'm the man on the silver mountain
I'm the man on the silver mountain
I'm the night and the light
I'm the black and the white
The man on the silver mountain
song performed by by Rainbow
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Dancing With Tears In My Eyes
The truth hurt, nothing to atone
There were no lies
Moving alone
Dancing with tears in my eyes
Arms empty
Music plays, sighs!
Love I have aplenty
Dancing with tears in my eyes
Alone in my mind
Doves! I hear cries
You I did find
Dancing with tears I'm my eyes
Finding some time
My heart flies
Toeing the age old line
Dancing with tears in my eyes
Dancing,
Dancing with tears in my eyes
poem by Robert Green
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Man On The Silver Mountain
I'm a wheel, I'm a wheel
I can roll, I can feel
And you can't stop me turning
Cause I'm the sun, I'm the sun
I can move, I can run
But you'll never stop me burning
Come down with fire
Lift my spirit higher
Someone's screaming my name
Come and make me holy again
I'm the man on the silver mountain
I'm the man on the silver mountain
I'm the day, I'm the day
I can show you the way
And look, I'm right beside you
I'm the night, I'm the night
I'm the dark and the light
With eyes that see inside you
Come down with fire
Lift my spirit higher
Someone's screaming my name
Come and make me holy again
I'm the man on the silver mountain
I'm the man on the silver mountain
Come down with fire
And lift my spirit higher
Someone's screaming my name
Come and make me holy again
Well, I can help you, you know I can
I'm the man on the silver mountain
I'm the man on the silver mountain
Just look at me and listen
I'm the man, the man, give you my hand
I'm the man on the silver mountain
Come down with fire
And lift your spirit higher
I'm the man on the mountain
The man on the silver mountain
I'm the night, the light
The black and the white
The man on the silver mountain
song performed by by Hammerfall
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Good Behavior and courtesy are needed for everything!
It is a common scene
At the market
When we go for shopping
The sellers sell their goods
The customers buy
But good behavior and courtesy are needed among them
Prophet Zabber Ibn Abdullah (RA) said Allah shows his mercy and love towards those who have patience and good courtesy
Even the sellers and customers
Should have patience, speak with good courtesy and posses good behavior
As a result, their relationship become sweet
And they are blessed by Allah! !
Sources: Bukhari Shorif
poem by Z.I. Mahmud
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Hubris itself will not let you be an artist.
quote by Larry Wall
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I guess I've always liked the idea of being an artist.
quote by Larry Rivers
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Dancing In Heaven
Dear lord here I sit with pen in hand
Hoping you will understand
Lillian will be dancing with the stars
With mother nature
Old man winter
Integrated with the wind and rain
Dancing in heaven
With wild refrain
Holding hands with the angels
Who smile with bliss Whispering in the night wind
To loved ones on earth
Sending them a gentle kiss
So lord you are really blessed
To have Lillian
Your dancing guest
On The Moon
I with borrow'd silver shine
What you see is none of mine.
First I show you but a quarter,
Like the bow that guards the Tartar:
Then the half, and then the whole,
Ever dancing round the pole.
What will raise your admiration,
I am not one of God's creation,
But sprung, (and I this truth maintain,)
Like Pallas, from my father's brain.
And after all, I chiefly owe
My beauty to the shades below.
Most wondrous forms you see me wear,
A man, a woman, lion, bear,
A fish, a fowl, a cloud, a field,
All figures Heaven or earth can yield;
Like Daphne sometimes in a tree;
Yet am not one of all you see.
poem by Jonathan Swift
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The Mystery of Water
The clear smooth rain
Falls gently upon the ground;
Nothing else moves
Not a sound.
Grass and leaves
With fascinating joy glisten;
The natural world renewed in hope
Quietly waits, and carefully listens.
The gray clouds break
As the sun in brilliance comes dancing through;
The watered world below reflects
Great beauty of above, from a sky so blue.
The earth once again cleansed
And refreshed;
Through the mystery of water
We all are sustained, and blessed.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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