We played in bars and other such establishments and anywhere where people would listen. Sometimes they did, and sometimes not. The outfits we wore were classics of the 50's.
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Dont Listen/ listen
Don't listen when they tell you that you can't be somebody well known someday
Don't listen
to the stupid remarks people say
Don't listen
when people spread rumors.
Listen
when people give you advise
Listen
when they try to bring you spirit high
Listen
because they always try to help you.
Don't listen
to the people who try to get you high
Don't listen
to the people who lie
Don't listen
to the people who tell you that your ugly.
Listen
to the people who make you smile
Listen
to the people and get to know them for a while
Listen
to the people for you may learn something everyday.
poem by Leticia Starkey
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I played Hamlet, I played Chekhov and Ibsen and all the classics.
quote by Harvey Korman
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The Irish Riviera
I wish I could remember the names
of these two old guys I used to see
when I was a kid and spent my summers
in Rockaway which was known as The Irish Riviera
one of them played the fiddle the other played
the accordion and I think one of them wore
a top hat they just wandered in and out of bars
playing for drinks they were like bums
but I still remember how fine they sounded
[from Irish Musicians/American Friends, Coffee House Press, 1985]
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poem by Terence Winch
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Only to Produce Classics
I can not help it,
If I am able...
Only to produce classics.
'OH!
Aren't you the modest one?
With an ego that shuns you away.
From anyone who has liked what you've done.'
You think so?
'Yeah!
People perceive you to be this egotistical manic.'
I didn't realize that.
I only write to achieve my very best.
Maybe you are right.
I could have said that with a bit more humility!
How does this sound:
'I can not help it,
If I am able...
Only to produce classics.
With better ones to come! '
'Well...
I guess one of us is learning something! '
Is this a full confession?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Why This Song
Why this song, filled with laughter and hope,
Why should it be loved and while a dope,
Why should it be played on the top,
Why should I listen why should I love.
It is played silently and you listen,
It is closer heard as chosen,
It is much louder when open,
It is I listening, it is I loving.
It is there when called,
It is here when drowned,
It is there when cried,
It is here when afraid.
Why should I love, why should I Listen.
poem by Dickson Mseti
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The novel is about five students of classics who are studying with a classics professor, and they take the ideas of the things that they're learning from him a bit too seriously, with terrible consequences.
quote by Donna Tartt
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Listen To The Rain
(Rain)
Listen listen
Listen listen
Listen listen
Listen listen
Listen (listen) listen (listen)
Listen (listen) listen (listen)
Listen (listen) listen (listen)
Listen listen
Listen to each drop of rain (listen listen)
Aaah
Whispering secrets in rain (listen listen)
Aaah
Frantically searching for someone to hear
That story be more than it hides
Please don't let go
Can't we stay for a while?
It's just to hard to say goodbye
Listen to the rain
Aa...ah
Listen listen listen listen listen listen to the rain
Weeping
Oo...ooh oooh ooh oo...ooh
Oo...ooh oooh oh oh
Listen (listen) listen (listen)
Listen (listen) listen
I stand alone in the storm (listen listen)
Suddenly sweet words take hold
(Listen listen)
Hurry they stay for you haven't much time
Open your eyes to the love around you
You can feel youre alone
But I'm here still with you
You can do what you dream
Just remember to listen to the rain
oo...ooh oh oh oh oh
ooh ooh oh oh oooh
Listen
song performed by by Evanescence
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The Band Wore Blue Shirts
I don't know why they come here
I'm only glad they do
They're gonna pay the bills for me and you
People out for an evening
They have a real good time
But when i play i feel just like i'm miming
I made a stand for the music
To turn the page with ease
I got the smile that says i'm here to please
Me and the bass guitarist
Have even shined our shoes
The drummer's shoes are dirty to confuse
I guess someday my kids will ask me 'bout the old days
I guess that i'll tell them that there ain't much to tell
The waiters wore black dinner jackets and all that kind of thing
And the band wore blue shirts
And the music played on
Then at the end of the evening
They throw the suckers out
Don't get me wrong, i got no beef about it
I get my rates from the union
I get my shirts real cheap
I get my money
Get home
Get some sleep
I guess someday my kids will ask me 'bout the old days
I guess that i'll tell them that there ain't much to tell
The waiters wore black dinner jackets and all that kind of thing
And the band wore blue shirts
And the music played on
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Down through the centuries, this trick has been tried by various establishments throughout the world. They force people to get involved in the kind of examination that has only one aim and that is to stamp out dissent.
quote by Pete Seeger
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The House That Cee Built
Introducing ladies and gentlemen
the young man that's had over thirty-five soul classics
Among these classics are tunes that will never die
Tunes like --
"FUNKY!" "I get +Raw+"
"Set It Off" "Ain't No Half-Steppin'"
"I'll Take You There"
"Yo
song performed by by Big Daddy Kane from It's a Big Daddy Thing
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Some People Listen Some People Don't
You judge me before my words can come out
You can’t even look my way
And you leave me with no doubt
You won’t listen to a word I say
And I will never be heard by you
No matter what it is that I do
Some people listen some people don’t
Some people listen some people won’t
You shut me up before I can speak
You shut me up so you can keep me weak
Now I breaking all your rules
That you have made just for me
To keep me away from my history
From my strength and my dignity
Some people listen some people don’t
Some people listen some people won’t
You don’t know how many times I have prayed
That you would hear the words that I have to say
Now get out of the way
Because we no longer have to stay in this prison of the mind
Because we find you guilty of the ultimate crime
Now get out of the way
So that they can hear what I have to say
And begin to make their plans for escape today
Even though you made me a thug,
It is out of love that I put my message out
Find your voice in school and follow the Golden Rule
And shout it out, with out a doubt
That you will be heard, until you are heard
Right down to the very last word
Some people listen some people don’t
Some people listen some people won’t
poem by Brian Kilpatrick
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The Singer Sang His Song
Hed sing his song most evry night
Wishing she was there behind the light
The people danced and sang along
On the cardboard stage he never sang it wrong
And the piper played the tune
And the drummer wore his spurs
But the song that the singer sang was for her
Now the singers song is never heard
And the visions he once saw are disappeared
Now they never dance or sing along
But on the cardboard stage he never sang it wrong
And the piper played the tune
And the drummer wore his spurs
But the song that the singer sang was for her
(break)
Ah..........
song performed by by Bee Gees
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The Winner Of This Battle
It's those...
Emotions we must conquer.
Emotions we must conquer.
Emotions we must conquer.
It's those...
Emotions we must conquer.
Emotions we must conquer.
Emotions we must conquer,
With a chasing away.
And...
The winner of this battle,
Doesn't ride on a saddle.
Or wear outfits,
To impress anybody they've got it licked.
The winner of this battle,
Doesn't ride on a saddle.
Or wear outfits,
To impress anybody they've got it licked.
Some do not expose,
Their woes on their sleeves.
With a showing they can be compose,
To a degree.
Although they may struggle,
With many troubles...
People like this don't deny,
They don't seek a ride to hide...
And rush away on alibis.
The winner of this battle,
Doesn't ride on a saddle.
Or wear outfits,
To impress anybody they've got it licked.
The winner of this battle,
Doesn't ride on a saddle.
Or wear outfits,
To impress anybody they've got it licked.
It's those...
Emotions we must conquer.
Emotions we must conquer.
Emotions we must conquer.
And the winner of this of this battle,
Are those...
Emotions that are conquered.
Emotions that are conquered.
Emotions that are conquered.
The winner of this battle...
Are those emotions that are conquered.
Emotions that are conquered.
Emotions that are conquered.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Listen, Listen
Listen, listen to the life all around.
You need not put your ear to the ground.
For what springs forth is already here.
It's just repeating year after year.
There's grass growing green mixed with weeds.
There are people doing good and bad deeds.
There are babes being born and some that we mourn
as we listen to life all around.
Listen, listen to the life that's here.
You need not shirk from it. You need not fear.
For the fearful ones will ne'er be content.
They'll shake where they stand with discontent.
There are birds that sing, then eat the worm.
There are people that are well and some with germ.
There are raindrops falling and the echoes of drought
as we listen to life all around.
Listen, listen to the life on earth.
You need not search hard for there is no dearth.
It's there in abundance. It's in full bloom.
It's outside among the flowers and inside every room.
There are cats that purr and some that screech.
There are people that listen and people that preach.
There are words in the air and true words of prayer
as we listen to life all around.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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A Song for Iraq
Listen, people are crying
Listen, bombs are raining
Listen, missiles are pounding
Fires are spreading
Houses are burning
People are running.
Listen, mothers are screaming
Listen, children are dying
Listen, soldiers are bleeding
Death is growing
Hate is rising
Where are we heading?
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho,
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho.
_____________________
(written at the 9th day of bombing April 2002)
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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the Severe Grim World that has everything in its hands
Old Mr Godd -
He ‘s lost his sense of humor
O what's the matter?
Is he afraid his dentures
might fall off
if he laughs even a little?
Old Mrs Boobs
she too does not laugh;
she does not even smile
maybe she's worried
if she laughed
she'll piss standing up
Old Establishments Revered and Wise
they hide all the Reverends Gray and Bent
and tall bearded men in black clothes
who display eloquent words and frightening convictions
cold, severe and holding cards
close to their chests
Why, what's the matter?
Are the Establishments afraid
they will all fart together
and all the hot air disappear
and then they'll all be left like spent balloons…?
Old Mr Must
he sits faceless and his eyes with no light
What's the matter with Mr Must?
What's he afraid of? Is he afraid
whatever he's got between his legs will fall off?
poem by Raj Arumugam
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The Art Of My Poetry
Listen to the art of my poetry,
Listen oh mankind!
What goes around comes around,
And like the things seen in and around us;
But not all the governments are doing well on this earth.
Why are many people suffering ans starving?
Listen to the art of my poetry;
Why are there many bombs in our backyards?
Listen to the art of my poetry;
Why should there be many people sleeping on the streets while,
There are governments ruling over them?
I have seen people drinking from dirty water,
I have seen people eating from the garbage dump,
Yet still there are governments ruling over them;
Listen oh mankind!
Listen to the art of my poetry.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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There's been a lot of role reversal going on in the band. The roles people have been playing for a long time will always be there, but everybody's willing to try on different outfits.
quote by Stone Gossard
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I therefore declare, that if you wish any remission of the taxation which falls upon the homes of the people of England and Wales, you can only find it by reducing the great military establishments, and diminishing the money paid to fighting men in time of peace.
quote by Richard Cobden
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Many of the master chefs in the South, both the upper South as well as the deep South, were blacks and many of those people came here to Washington, D.C., and opened up establishments. Very, very few of them have survived. But they certainly were very prominent.