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If you know somethin' well, you can always paint it but people would be better off buyin' chickens.

quote by Grandma Moses
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Sulky Girl

(robert palmer)
Go tell your sister about it
Go tell your brother the same
Bet theyll only look at you sideways
And call you insane
Dont tell your mama about it
She wont see the funny side
Shes only seen all her life
In terms of staying alive
Well you paint a picture
Of the whole wide world
But nobodys buyin from
(such a sulky girl)
She wants a new brand of make-up
She cant decide what to wear
Shes feels run down and
She cant do a thing with her hair
You kept me out of your payments
You got three things on the boil
You see the practice of fun
As an endless toil
Well you paint a picture
Of the whole wide world
But nobodys buyin from
Such a sulky girl
(such a sulky girl)
Nobody gives you no leeway
They sure got a lot to learn
If they wont give you no sympathy
Wait till its their turn
She enjoys messing her grievance
And so she pouts all day
She wont ever a smile past her lips
Until things go her way
Well you paint a picture
Of the whole wide world
But nobodys buyin from
Such a sulky girl
(such a sulky girl)
Sulky, sulky, sulky girl
Sulky, sulky, sulky girl
Sulky, sulky, sulky girl
Sulky, sulky, sulky girl

song performed by by Robert Palmer
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Retort

My land is not for barter, sir
my land is not for barter, na
and there's to you ya silly foo
my land is not for barter, na

My people's not for buyin' sir
my people's not for buyin' oh
and there's your pipe for smokin', sir
my people's not for buyin', na.

They go to church o' Sunday, sure
they go to church o' Sunday sure
and I will be assurin' yer
they go to church o' Sunday, sir

They sing and praise their Maker, now
they sing and praise their Maker, now
and sure it is amazin' how
they sing and praise their Maker, how.

The grace o' God is on them, sure
the grace o' God is on them, yeh
and on their work and on their ware
the grace o' God is on them now

You voices join together, now
and every hand a fellow find
our land is not for barter, sir
and we are people not for buyin'.

poem by Morgan Michaels
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Aint Nobody Here But Us Chickens

(j. cramer/j. whitney)
One night farmer brown was taken the air
Locked up the barnyard with the greatest of care
Down in the henhouse somethin stirred
When he shouted,whos there? , this is what he heard
There aint nobody here but us chickens, there aint nobody here at all
So calm yourself, stop that fuss, aint nobody here but us
Were chickens trying to sleep and you butt in
And hobble, hobble, hobble, hobble with your chin
There aint nobody here but us chickens, there aint nobody here at all
Youre stompin around, shakin the ground, kickin up an aweful dust
Were chickens trying to sleep and you butt in
And hobble, hobble, hobble, hobble, its a sin
(bridge)
Tomorrow is a busy day, weve got things to do, weve got eggs to lay
We got ground to dig and worms to scratch
Takes a lot of sittin gettin chicks to hatch
There aint nobody here but us chickens, there aint nobody here at all
So quiet yourself, stop that fuss, aint nobody here but us
Kindly point that gun the other way
And hobble, hobble, hobble off and hit the hay
(repeat bridge)
Its easy pickin, aint nobody here but us chickens

song performed by by Lisa Stansfield
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Last Night I Dreamed of Chickens

Last night I dreamed of chickens,
there were chickens everywhere,
they were standing on my stomach,
they were nesting in my hair,
they were pecking at my pillow,
they were hopping on my head,
they were ruffling up their feathers
as they raced about my bed.

They were on the chairs and tables,
they were on the chandeliers,
they were roosting in the corners,
they were clucking in my ears,
there were chickens, chickens, chickens
for as far as I could see...
when I woke today, I noticed
there were eggs on top of me.

poem by Jack Prelutsky
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Eggxample

What came first chickens or eggs?
Chickens of course!
Chickens have legs!

Chickens have feathers,
Eggs have a shell,
How would you like your eggs, done well?

This may be a 'yolk',
But consider it folk!

poem by Ernestine Northover
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Where The Sidewalk Ends

Written by John Mellencamp
Oh talk to me
Pretty girl in the corner
Tryin' out your sex appeal
Oh no, it won't bother me
If you talk about your TV Jims
And their overkill
You can be ...
You can roll out of you seats
I know what I want, baby
But you know exactly what I need
Oh run with me
I'll show you what life is like across the street
Oh take me
If you want to you can take me seriously
I just wanna throw you one
Time around the block
I know those small minded people
And I know that you won't talk, not much
Don't put me on
When all it really depends
On how you see yourself
Where the sidewalk ends
Well ther goes James Richard Riley
Screamin' his redundent lines
He's such a time waster
What's his he thinks is mine
But none of this for me or you
I got something for you better here
I got loads of dreams, everything is deep
I got laws, I got power, I got you
And that's all that matters
Hey you, they think you're crazy
But I knew that the first time
That you laid down
They know it's just your behavior
Well it's hard to be a lady
When you paint your face just like a clown
There's somethin' goin' on here
I don't need to hear from you
I got twenty five rings and a joker's ring
.... been real to you
Yeah they say I caught you
Where the sidewalk ends
But there ain't nobody buyin' nothin'
Where the sidewalk ends

song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Somethin About

This song was first released on the its about time album. it is the only album it has been released on.
Theres somethin about the ocean rising up to meet the shoreline
Somethin about a river the way it runs to meet the sea
Theres somethin about a rainfall and its like the gift of living
Theres somethin about that water that makes me sing
Oh somethin about the mountains rising right straight up to heaven
And somethin about a canyon in the shade of a cottonwood tree
Somethin about the desert in the afterglow of evening
Theres somethin about the west that makes me sing
Theres somethin about the way you love me baby
Theres somethin about the way your lips meet mine
Theres somethin about the way you like to touch me
It really turns me on and makes my little light shine
Theres somethin about the way you love me baby
Theres somethin about the way your lips meet mine
Theres somethin about the way you like to touch me
It really turns me on and makes my little light shine
Theres somethin about the forest in the latter days of august
Theres somethin about the country on the very first day of springtime
Theres somethin about a wheatfield, oh you know I love the prairie
Theres somethin about the land that makes me sing
Words and music by john denver

song performed by by John Denver
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What's Going On With The Chickens?

What's going on with the chickens?

'No one really knows exactly how all of this started.
Or wish to connect any of this,
To the making of common sense.
They are baffled.
We are baffled.
And since it was reported,
Those chickens were going home to roost...
Well,
The abundance of eggs they once had laid...
Has been limited to quite a few.
And 'now'...
Someone has decided to use them,
In some foolish sexual preference dispute.'

And...
Who is that guy tied up to the chair?

'He was the one who first declared,
A suspicion he had that chickens everywhere...
Were preparing to come home to roost.'

Oh yes...
I remember.
He was the one daring to tell the truth about the chickens.
And he was labelled a racist too.

'What are they calling the people,
Choosing to protect their rights...
Not to cater to those with same sex appetites? '

Conveniently they have called them conservatives.

'Has everyone lost their minds? '

I have no idea.
But grateful I am to be a vegetarian.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Something I Need

Like the hammer of love the moment that it hits ya
Like the hair of a dog the mornin after it bit ya
Like the rough edge of love when it cuts to the heart
You just gotta let it bleed
You ain't just somethin I want
No... You got somethin I need
Somethin I need.
Like a bath when your dirty, a drink when your dry
Like the last cigarette before you give up for life
You know I'm dyin of hunger, in desperate straits
I know I gotta habit to feed
You ain't just somethin I want
No... You got somethin I need.
Something I need.
Got you in my sights
We're gonna put it right up the middle
Cause I can do you right
You know I want it more than a little
It's what I need...need ..need
Like a black cup of coffee when you been slammin all night
They say I need to be quittin but I don't take no advice
You got me walkin sideways like crab in the sand
My eyes fixed in a permanent bead
You ain't just somethin I want
No... You got somethin I need
Something I need.

song performed by by 38 Special
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Much More Work to Do

Why are those chickens running around,
And their heads have been cut off?

'They've been conditioned that they are not chickens.
They've been programmed to believe they are constituents.
And that's the name they prefer.
It has stuck with them!
Like feathers attached to birds.'

You are what you believe, you know?

'I know!
And those heads?
They've never used them anyway.
So the running around,
With their heads cut off the way they do?
They've been told only 'chickens' do that!
And as luck would have it...
They can't see themselves that way!
No heads?
No eyes!

What about all those pots you've got?

'Well...
We've been promising to get one in each pot!
And that's the dilemma.
Like I said...
They can't 'see' themselves as chickens.
Nor do they believe,
We can get one in each pot!
So they are running around...
As if a lottery to be played,
Will be stopped.

And...
I don't have to tell you,
There's a lot of convincing.
With much more work to do.
None of this was planned too well.'

Or at all!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Paint Me Down

Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
Im walking into studio
Consider strange appeal
Paint me in the home
Im brushing up on sketchbook
Designs for love unreal
Paint me in the home
Oil and skin youll need to buy it
Consider what I mean
She sinks beneath thr moving pictures
Prepare the brush for me
Im craving with this need
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
Im soaking up the surface
Conceaiving new idea
Paint me in the home
Shes oiling up her subject
But all still life is here
Paint me in the home
All the boys with framed dimension
A cover up on lust
Hell take his pain and paint it over
Prepare the brush for me
Im craving with this need
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down

song performed by by Spandau Ballet
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People who count their chickens before they are hatched, act very wisely, because chickens run about so absurdly that it is impossible to count them accurately.

Oscar Wilde in Letter from Paris (May 1900)
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Sure Know Somethin'

I've been up and down, I've been all around
I was mystified, almost terrified
But late at night i still hear you call my name
I've been on my own, I've been all alone
I was hypnotized, I felt paralyzed
But late at night I still need you just the same, just the same
I've been a gambler but I'm nobody's fool
And I sure know somethin', sure know somethin'
You showed me things they never tought me in school
And I sure know somethin', sure know somethin'
No one can make me feel the way that you do
And I sure know somethin', sure know somethin' aha
I was seventeen, you were just a dream
I was mesmerized, I felt scared inside
You broke my heart and I still can feel the pain
I've been counted out, I've had fear and doubt
I've been starry eyed, never satisfied
'Cause late at night I still need you just the same, just the same
I've been a gambler, but I'm nobody's fool
And I sure know somethin', sure know somethin'
You showed me things they never taught me in school
Sure know somethin', sure know somethin'
No one can make me feel the way that you do
And I sure know something, aha
Ahhh
I've been counted out, I've had fear and doubt
I've been starry eyed, never satisfied
But late at night I still need you just the same, just the same
I've been a gambler, but I'm nobody's fool
And I sure know somethin', sure know somethin'
You showed me things they never taught me in school
Sure know somethin', sure know somethin'
No one can make me feel the way that you do
Sure know somethin', sure know somethin'
No one can tell me 'till I hear it from you
Sure know somethin', sure know somethin'

song performed by by Kiss
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The World Of Either Or

you cannot have the best of
both worlds

when you have all those chickens
you have to sacrifice your flowers

these chickens eat flowers for breakfast
on the other hand

when you keep those flowers
you must first kill all the chickens

as i once told you, this is the world
of

either or
not both

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You Give Me Something

You give me somethin' i can depend upon
Just like the sun after the rain has gone
We're living in unusual times
The picture's changing everyday
It's hard to know which way to turn
There's a minefield whichever way
I see people runnin' everywhere now
All gettin' nowhere fast
I'm so glad i have something to believe in
Our love is built to last
You give me somethin' i can depend upon
Just like the sun after the rain has gone
So many times you've saved my life
I don't count 'em anymore
But i remember everyone
And i'm just glad you're not keepin' score
I feel like i'm guided by an angel
And i know just what it's worth
I never wonder if the grass is any greener
My heaven's here on earth
You give me somethin' i can depend upon
Something so deep i know i can't go wrong
I don't need to worry, you're
Everything i need
And i know my satisfaction's gauranteed
You give me somethin' i can depend upon
Just like the sun after the rain has gone
You give me somethin' i can depend upon
Something so deep i know where i belong

song performed by by Paul Carrack
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Paint my eyes in flowers

paint my hands in dragons
paint my back in windings
paint my arms in lightening
paint my neck in anks
my forehead intricate lines
paint my shoulder butterflies
paint my heart in henna
in henna of red in henna of black
body paint my heart

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Alright

The gold verandah in the dark has gone
Down to the metal man.
No better time to leave the ground
And maybe try to understand.
You gotta hold on to somethin that you believe,
Hold on to somethin that makes you feel alright.
And through the darkest times of your life
You always tried to be the one,
And now the times have made you wonder
If you ever knew what was goin on.
You gotta hold on to somethin that you believe,
Hold on to somethin that makes you feel alright....
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright.
(background) alright ... alright ... alright
No use thinkin about what you aint got,
Just makes you bitter.
And as you speak, everything that you say
Goes out on the big transmitter.
You gotta hold on to somethin that you believe,
Hold on to somethin that makes you feel alright....
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright.
You gotta hold on to somethin that you believe,
Hold on to somethin that makes you feel alright....
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright.
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright.

song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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I used to paint landscapes without any people in them but now I paint people who happen to be in a particular place. They might be outside a pub, or on a beach or in a studio. They might have clothes on or they might not.

quote by Peter Wright
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Paint body art beautiful

her majesty the hand
with nail graffiti polish
pain in henna red
paint in henna black
paint paint my heart

paint body art faithful
faithful to the strokes
paint in strokes divine
paint in strokes of red
paint in strokes of black
paint paint my heart