I listen to kids play a lot.
quote by Itzhak Perlman
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Kids Wanna Rock
Turned on the radio
Sounded like a disco
Musta turned the dial for a couple of miles
But I couldnt find no rock n roll
This computerized crap aint gettin me off
Everywhere I go the kids wanna rock
London to l.a.
Talkin bout the new wave
For a couple of bucks you get a weird haircut
And waste your life away
Around the world or around the block
Everywhere I go the kids wanna rock
Get me my d.j.
I got somethin hes gotta play
Wanna hear it I cant wait
So turn it up, turn it up...
Kick down the barricades
Listen what the kids say
From time to time people change their minds
But the music is here to stay
Ive seen it all from the bottom to the top
Everywhere I go the kids wanna rock
Around the world or around the block
Everywhere I go the kids wanna rock
Everywhere I go the kids wanna rock
song performed by by Bryan Adams
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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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Poor Poor Kids
Be quiet! Don't make a sound!
Speak when you're spoken to!
What awful fearful bounds
Speaking only on cue
Poor poor kids
You can't go out and play today!
It's punishment, unfitting the crime
This parental power display
For kids, like serving hard-time
Poor poor kids
Adults wield such power
They must be listened to
They can their poor kids cower
As they dim their kids world view
Power seeds have been sown
Hopefully they'll not sprout
So when kids are fully grown
Their kids will not self doubt
poem by Stanley Cooper
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Little Kids
'Little kids,' you call us
As we are at play.
You were little children
Just the other day.
Now to-morrow nears us,
Soon we too shall stand
Men and women rulers
Of the sea and land.
'Little kids' at play time:
But at home or school
Think about our future,
Make us fit to rule.
Guide us wisely onward-
Teach us what is true.
Though we are but kiddies
We are watching you!
Give us good examples!
While we are at play,
Often we are aping
What you do and say.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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She Wants To Play Hearts
I am a broken toy
For a lonely girl
Use once and destroy
And go find some more
Back home, kids play in the leaves in the park
She wants to play a game of hearts
I'm the rag doll boy
With broken eyes
She only comes to me
When it's raining outside
Back home, kids play in the leaves in the park
She wants to play a game of hearts
I fell for you
I fell for you
Why?
I guess I wanted to play too.
Here's the lonely string
Playing 'long in my head
For only just my arms
Are dancing marionettes
Back home, kids play in the leaves in the park
And she wants to play a game of hearts
She wants to play a game of hearts
song performed by by Ryan Adams
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Everyones Gone To The Movies
Kids if you want some fun
Mr. lapage is your man
Hes always laughing, having fun
Showing his films in the den
Come on, come on
Soon you will be eighteen
I think you know what I mean
Dont tell your mama
Your daddy or mama
Theyll never know where you been
Chorus:
Everyones gone to the movies
Now were alone at last
Listen to what I say
He wants to show you the way
Right down the hallway with open arms
To teach you a new game to play
Come on, come on
Soon it will be too late
Bobbing for apples can wait
We know youre used to sixteen or more
Sorry we only have eight
Chorus
Kids if you want some fun
See what you never have seen
Take off your cheaters and sit right down
Start the projection machine
Chorus
song performed by by Steely Dan
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Games People Play
Girl on a swing
see’s everything,
games that people
play when they
want their way.
Swinging by the
sandbox but knows
not to jump in—
Playing games
like adults is
not the same as
play for kids.
Kids play for fun,
adults play
with lies to hurt
someone.
Maybe only hurting
themselves for they
do not know what they do.
Knowing any better
they would like a fool.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 15,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Snakes
Open the basket
Listen to the flute play
Open the basket
Listen to the flute play
Toot toot toot play
Snakes in the basket
Lie to lead you astray
Snakes in the basket
Force to make you betray
Your innermost truth hidden away
Now you're falling down to the underground
Slither down to your lair
Hidden in the many trenches of a hopeless war
Those who were sold out by a corporate board
Carry the casket
Never mind the gun spray
Bury the casket
Pawns in someone's gameplay
Shoot shoot shoot obey
Now you're falling down to the underground
Slither down to your lair
Hidden in the many trenches of a hopeless war
Those who were sold out by a corporate board
Listen to the flute play
Listen to the flute play
Listen to the flute play
Subscription to the spreading of lies
Soldier catches a glimpse of his demise deep down inside
Even he knows snakes come in many shapes and sizes
Many shapes and sizes
Snakes have no hands to be tied
Concoction of malicious lies
Deep inside the general despises himself
Listen to the flute play
Another reptile in line
Snakes without grass cannot hide
Now you're falling down to the underground
Slither down to your lair
Hidden in the many trenches of a hopeless war
Those who were sold out by a corporate board
Now you're falling down to the underground
Slither down to your lair
Forked tongues spread the poison with another toxic sting
So much pain their serpentine inhibitions bring
Oh - listen to the flute play
Listen to the flute play
Listen to the flute play
Listen to the flute play
Open the basket
Open the basket
Listen to the flute play
Open the basket
Listen to the flute play
Listen to the flute play
Go ahead
Listen to the flute play
Open the basket
Oh - open the basket
song performed by by No Doubt from Beacon Street Collection
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Listen
Whats it like to play a part?
Whats it like to have a wooden heart?
Every word you say is so rehearsed
You think your clothes and actions control the universe
Listen, what youd better do
Listen, better change your head
Listen, or theres nothing we can do
Listen to the one who will change your world
Youre the face upon a playing card
A coloured painted cold visage
[youre] just a pawn of somebody somewhere
Only trouble is youre gonna get no-where
Listen, what youd better do
Listen, better change your head
Listen, or theres nothing we can do
Listen to the one who will change your world
Whats it like to play a part?
[you] got a wooden heart
[youre] just a puppet on a string
A nothing, a no-one, no style
[you] just play a part
[youre] just a pawn of someone somewhere
And youll get no-where
Listen what youd better do
Listen, better change your head
Listen, or theres nothing we can do
Listen to the one who will change your world
Gonna change your world
Gonna change your world
song performed by by Billy Idol
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Great Listening Act Part 2
I don’t want to understand
I don’t want to listen
But I hear it anyway
I don’t want to know
I don’t want to listen
But I hear it anyway
Words are jumping wild
Like a sudden flood
I don’t want to promise
I don’t want to listen
But I hear it anyway
I don’t want to consider
I don’t want to listen
But I hear it anyway
Why can I erase that mud
That covered my heart
I don’t want to think
I don’t want to listen
But I hear it anyway
I don’t want to care
I don’t want to listen
But I hear it anyway
I always fall to the trap you made
And play with my sympathy
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Talk Soup
I dated siamese twins
I slept with bigfoot, too
Get me on sally jesse
Put me on donahue
cause I wanna tell the world about it
Right now
My dogs a narcoleptic
My moms a circus freak
I gotta get a spot on
Geraldos show this week
cause I wanna tell the world about it
Right now
Im just an anorexic codependant bingo addict
Stripper born without a chin
And Im only comfortable talking about it
When the whole wide world is listening in
Talk soup... talk soup
Listen to me, (listen to me) listen to me, (listen to me) listen to me
My wife ran off with elvis
My boss shaved off my hair
Ive got a thing for poodles
And rubber underwear
And I wanna tell the world about it
Right now
I had a close encounter
I never chew my food
I got eleven nose jobs
I yodel in the nude
And I wanna tell the world about it
Right now
Im just a cross-dressin alcoholic neo-nazi
Porno star, as you may have guessed
And Im really gonna feel a whole lot better
If you let me get this thing off my chest
Talk soup... talk soup
Listen to me, (listen to me) listen to me, (listen to me) listen to me
Im just your average schizophrenic nymphomaniac
Albino go-go dancer, you see
Nothin so bad that I cant share it
With a billion friends on national tv, whoa...
I have no genitalia
I sold my kids for cheese
I love my blow up doll, so
Bring out those cameras, please
cause I wanna tell the world about it
Right now
Talk soup... talk soup
Listen to me, (listen to me) listen to me, (listen to me) listen to me
Talk soup... talk soup
Listen to me, (listen to me) listen to me, (listen to me) listen to me
Talk soup... talk soup
Listen to me, (listen to me) listen to me, (listen to me) listen to me
Talk soup... talk soup
Listen to me, (listen to me) listen to me, (listen to me) listen to me
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Bad Streets
The wind is blowing
Trees sway to & fro
The moon is glowing
There sits a lonely crow
The fence starts to rattle
The kids start their battle
The kids start to howl
As they begin to play foul
The streets run red
The kids go to bed
A cop walks his beat
He discovers the defeat
The church bells toll
The kids lie with the coal
The feel & sense no pain
They suddenly become sane
poem by Corey Fauchon
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Here She Comes
Here she comes
Breathing life in to my thoughts
There she goes
Leaves a portrait in my soul
Rolling in madness
She does everything to me
Wherever she goes you know the devil dances
And the gods lay down in defeat
Am I living
Crazy woman cant you see
That Im giving
Giving to you can you dig
Me
I wanna live
To learn the truth before my door
Dont you know
Im a simple man for all I know
This might be the hard way
But its easier for me
To take all the changes that are always amazin
But to never let em fence me in
Am I living
Crazy woman cant you see
That Im giving
Giving to you can you dig
Me
Me Im only searchin for the things I really need
I cant rely on anyone to sow and grow my seeds
I started out on empty promise I was living on my dreams
I was a runaway son and now Im up out of the water
And I can barely barely breathe
Rolling down the road
Rolling down the road
Rolling down the road
Rolling down the road
Rolling down the road
Listen listen
Hear the music play
Listen listen
Hear the music play yeah
Listen listen
Hear the music play
Listen listen
Hear the music play
Am I living
Crazy woman cant you see
That Im giving
Giving to you can you dig
Me
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Da Troof and Only 'Da Troof
When it's spoken and should be understood,
For what it is...
It ain't!
When I'm expected to listen,
With eye contact and sincerety...
I bet not blink!
Enough though what is being said,
Has been pounded in my head.
Even that beaten horse...
Whispers to me to play dead!
'Da troof and only 'da troof,
I swear! '
And I listen to these kids today...
Trying to convince,
With words they say!
Without comprehension...
At all conveyed!
Because what is delivered,
Is from a TV show re-anactment made!
And every syllable from these lips...
Comes a form of some desception.
Scripted from urban streets and learned!
And rehearsed by gifted actors displayed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No More Living Dead, Zombie Kids
What do you think you are doing
to these kids?
Please stop destroying these kids' minds!
Are you that cold-hearted?
Don't you care?
Maybe you don't. But I do.
Don't you remember back when
you had feelings
for your wife, girlfriend,
husband, boyfriend,
mother, father,
grandma, grandpa,
or brother or sister, or friend?
So please let these kids
live a normal life
instead of being the living dead zombies.
Let the boys be boys
Let the girls be girls.
Let them show feelings,
show emotions, show love.
I want to hear their laughter,
hear them chatter kids talk.
I want to see them play,
run, learn, just having fun.
Let these kids live and grow
a normal life.
They could be the future mother,
future father,
future husband, wife,
future author, writer or a poet,
future president,
future owner of a company,
future farmer, future teacher, etc....
But they can't
if you keep on feeding them
with these killer drugs.
Please for once listen to somebody
even me.
You know who I'm talking to...
it's you the one who sells
and manufactures
cocaine, crank, LSD, marijuana,
acid, etc....
Maybe it's too late for you
to live a normal life
But don't let it
be too late for the kids
if you really care.
Please no more living dead,
zombie kids.
poem by Noreen Ann Jenkins
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Listen To The Music
Listen to the music
Tom johnston
Dont you feel it growin, day by day
People gettin ready for the news
Some are happy, some are sad
Oh, we got to let the music play
What the people need
Is a way to make em smile
It aint so hard to do if you know how
Gotta get a message
Get it on through
Oh now mama, dont you ask me why
Oh, oh, listen to the music
Oh, oh, listen to the music
Oh, oh, listen to the music
All the time
Well I know, you know better
Everything I say
Meet me in the country for a day
Well be happy
And well dance
Oh, were gonna dance our blues away
And if Im feelin good to you
And youre feelin good to me
There aint nothin we cant do or say
Feelin good, feeling fine
Oh, baby, let the music play
Oh, oh, listen to the music
Oh, oh, listen to the music
Oh, oh, listen to the music
All the time
Like a lazy flowing river
Surrounding castles in the sky
And the crowd is growing bigger
Listnin for the happy sounds
And I got to let them fly
Oh, oh, listen to the music
Oh, oh, listen to the music
Oh, oh, listen to the music
All the time
song performed by by Doobie Brothers
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Big Kids
Lyrics: daryl hall, john oates
Music: daryl hall
Got a good education now
And Im ready for the world (yeah)
Weve been going together
Its gonna last forever, it aint never gonna change
Im a real hard charger (yeah)
Everybodys gonna listen to me
Were a winning combination, that nobodys gonna rearrange
Big kids breakin up cause theyre lookin for fun
Everybodys leavin, boy-girl on the run
My situations static, theres no reason to fear
Its too calm around me and it cant happen here
Big kids - think they know it all
Big kids - think theyve got the world up against the wall
All the grown-ups show me that theyre only big kids in disguise
Who do you think your leaders are? big kids
Who do you think your heros are? big kids
I may never reach maturity but, baby, Im gonna try
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Kids
Kids - kids, Christmas i-is for kids
Look around and you will see
Kids from one to ninety-three
Laughin', lovin' life and bein' kids
Kids - ki-i-i-ids, Christmas i-is for kids
Kids like you and little brother
Aunts and uncles, dads and mothers
Grandma, grandpa an' all the other kids
Daddy runs the 'lectric train
While all the children wait in vain
To take their turn
At playin' engineer
Grandpa catches grandma's cheek
And all the family sneaks a peak
And suddenly
Their wrinkles disappear
Take a look at Betty Joe
Underneath the mistletoe
Pretending that
She doesn't know it's there
And in the front yard Uncle Mike
Just fell off brother's brand new bike
There's Christmas cheer
And laughter everywhere
Kids (kids) - ki-i-i-ids (kids)
Christmas i-is for kids
Christmas time is here again
And now it's when the fun begins
This time of year we all turn into kids...
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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In the Midst of My Research
Sex sex sex sex!
That's all you filthy kids,
Consume yourselves with these days.
You should be seeking redemption,
For your tainted lost souls.
'Grandpa...
These are not my magazines.
Mom said she found them,
While vacuuming under your bed.
Do you want them?
Or should they be thrown away? '
Listen!
And closely.
Tell your mother,
I am in the midst of my research.
If she and your father,
Aren't going to keep up to date with you kids...
Who else will ensure you are aware of these ills?
Santa Claus?
No!
Don't throw them away.
I'm very close to preparing my talk with you.
Hand them to me.
'When is that going to be, grandpa? '
Neveryoumind...
Just hand them over.
I'll discuss this with your folks, first.
To co-ordinate our schedules.
You go outside and play with your friends.
And before you do...
Make sure you tell your mother of my plans.
I'm sure she had no clue of my concerns.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Song Of The Harp
Angel play upon your harp.
Play it soft and clear.
If I listen long enough
maybe I will hear
all the tones that vibrate,
reaching through the spheres.
Angel play upon your harp
sweet music for my ears.
All the sounds that reach our young
are not too heavenly.
Their music is just so much noise,
I know it cannot be
music that an angel plays,
music that is sweet.
All they seem to want is
a steady throbbing beat.
Angel play upon your harp.
Play it night and day.
Maybe they might listen
to the silken tones you play.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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