That was my aspiration, so I was there in a seminary with just boys who were studying to be priests. Pretty rigorous schooling; we never got home, we stayed there all year.
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Pretty Boys
Last night I dreamt you were gay
It was all you needed to say
Finally an answer for why you dont want me that way
Last year I slept in your arms
Slept right through the alarm
But now you live in virginia, alone on a farm
Boys will be boys
Boys will be boys
Girls cant avoid
Pretty boys
Last july I came untied
My trousers , my bra , and my pride
You were so confident that I would let you inside.
Back of the bus in berlin
That was the summer of sin
Bryan and richie pounding the bottle of gin
Liars and lovers
Twin brothers
Never win
Boys will be boys
Boys will be boys
Girls cant avoid
Pretty boys
Girls cant avoid
Pretty boys
No girls cant avoid
Pretty boys
song performed by by Veruca Salt
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Polly
Written by: R. D. Davies
Published by: Davray MusicCarlin Music Corp.
Chord file
Polly wouldn't listen to her Mama,
Polly wouldn't listen to her Papa.
She tried to make the swinging city scene,
And now there's not a place that Polly hasn't been.
Polly, pretty pretty Pollyanna,
Pretty pretty Pollyanna,
Pretty Polly Garter
Oh, I think that pretty Polly should have stayed at home.
Pretty Polly, dressed as jolly as can be,
She's so darling, all the fellas do agree,
And half a million people can't be wrong,
Oh, I think that pretty Polly should have stayed at home.
Polly wrote a letter to her Mama,
Polly made confessions to her Papa.
Mummy's proud 'cause Polly's still in chains
She's happy now her baby's coming home again.
Pretty Polly, she learned that life is just a game,
She is sorry, she just had to break the chains.
And Mama knows, 'cause Mama was the same
Oh, she's happy now her baby's coming home again.
Polly, pretty pretty Pollyanna,
Pretty pretty pretty pretty Pollyanna,
Pretty Polly Garter
Oh, Polly, pretty pretty Pollyanna,
Pretty pretty pretty pretty Pollyanna,
Pretty Polly Garter
I think that pretty Polly should have stayed at home.
song performed by by Kinks
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Pretty Polly
Polly wouldnt listen to her mama,
Polly wouldnt listen to her papa.
She tried to make the swinging city scene,
And now theres not a place that polly hasnt been.
Polly, pretty pretty pollyanna,
Pretty pretty pollyanna,
Pretty polly garter
Oh, I think that pretty polly should have stayed at home.
Pretty polly, dressed as jolly as can be,
Shes so darling, all the fellas do agree,
And half a million people cant be wrong,
Oh, I think that pretty polly should have stayed at home.
Polly wrote a letter to her mama,
Polly made confessions to her papa.
Mummys proud cause pollys still in chains
Shes happy now her babys coming home again.
Pretty polly, she learned that life is just a game,
She is sorry, she just had to break the chains.
And mama knows, cause mama was the same
Oh, shes happy now her babys coming home again.
Polly, pretty pretty pollyanna,
Pretty pretty pretty pretty pollyanna,
Pretty polly garter
Oh, polly, pretty pretty pollyanna,
Pretty pretty pretty pretty pollyanna,
Pretty polly garter
I think that pretty polly should have stayed at home.
song performed by by Kinks
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Pretty Boys
Pretty boys - on my tv screen
Teeth so white and hair so clean
Pretty boys - sing and play guitars
Pretty boys get to be big stars
How do you rate my sex appeal from one to ten
Is my image just a bit confusing
Maybe I should get a facelift, start again
Maybe I should trade my pointed shoes in
cause talent dont count
For pretty boys
Those promo people got a lot to answer for
You can take your face and see just where it fits
Be a pretty pawn in someone elses war
Your baby blue eyes - somebody elses wits
Equals success
For pretty boys
I wanna see a human being on my tv set
Want some action for the fat and thin man
Theyre getting closer but they aint got robots yet
Just a hero with a smile like a tin man
No brains and no heart
Just pretty boys
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Some of the priests from the Seminary were in the nunnery every day and night, and often several at a time.
quote by Maria Monk
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When the Boys Come Home
There's a happy time coming,
When the boys come home.
There's a glorious day coming,
When the boys come home.
We will end the dreadful story
Of this treason dark and gory
In a sunburst of glory,
When the boys come home.
The day will seem brighter
When the boys come home,
For our hearts will be lighter
When the boys come home.
Wives and sweethearts will press them
In their arms and caress them,
And pray God to bless them,
When the boys come home.
The thinned ranks will be proudest
When the boys come home,
And their cheer will ring the loudest
When the boys come home.
The full ranks will be shattered,
And the bright arms will be battered,
And the battle-standards tattered,
When the boys come home.
Their bayonets may be rusty,
When the boys come home,
And their uniforms dusty,
When the boys come home.
But all shall see the traces
Of battle's royal graces,
In the brown and bearded faces,
When the boys come home.
Our love shall go to meet them,
When the boys come home,
To bless them and to greet them,
When the boys come home;
And the fame of their endeavor
Time and change shall not dissever
From the nation's heart forever,
When the boys come home.
Bobby And The Boys
Orbison/buie
It's been so long since you dropped by the store
You're still as pretty as you were before
You've still got personality and poise
You were always such a hit with me and the boys
What - you need some candy
A magazine, some toys
To take back home
To bobby and the boys
Yes i remember bobby
Mr. popularity
Do you ever tell him
How it was with you and me?
Here, take the candy
There'll be no charge for the toys
And give my best
To bobby and the boys
As i lock up, there my baby goes
How much i love that girl, nobody knows
Guess i'll go out to bright lights and noise
While she goes home to bobby and the boys
While she goes home to bobby and the boys
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Bobby & The Boys
Orbison/buie
Its been so long since you dropped by the store
Youre still as pretty as you were before
Youve still got personality and poise
You were always such a hit with me and the boys
What - you need some candy
A magazine, some toys
To take back home
To bobby and the boys
Yes I remember bobby
Mr. popularity
Do you ever tell him
How it was with you and me?
Here, take the candy
Therell be no charge for the toys
And give my best
To bobby and the boys
As I lock up, there my baby goes
How much I love that girl, nobody knows
Guess Ill go out to bright lights and noise
While she goes home to bobby and the boys
While she goes home to bobby and the boys
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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I Know What Boys Like
Boys, boys
He you wanna know something?
Boys, boys
Boys like girls
I know what boys like
I know what guys want
I know what boys like
I've got what boys want
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
I know what boys like
I know what guys want
I seem them looking (looking)
I make them want me
I like to tease them
And they want to touch me
I never let them
I know what boys like
I know what guys want
I know what boys like
Boys like, boys like me
I got my cat moves
That so upsets them
Zippers and buttons
Fun to frustrate them
They get so angry
Like pouty children
Denied their candy
I laugh right at them
I know what boys like
I know what guys want
I know what boys like
I've got what boys want
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
I know what boys like
I got what boys want
I know what boys like
Boys like, boys like, boys like me
I think you're special
I might let you
You're so much different
I might let you
There's no one like you
I might let you
Or would you like that?
I might let you
Sucker!
Boys, b-b-boys
Boys, b-b-b-boys
G-g-g-g-got what boys want
G-g-g-got
I know what boys like
I know what guys want
I know what boys like
I've got what boys want
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
I know what boys like
I got what boys want
I know what boys like
Boys like, boys like, boys like me
I know what boys like
I got what boys want
I know what boys like
Boys like, boys like, boys like me
Yeah, I know what boys like
Come on girls, you know what they like
It ain't no secret
I know what boys like
I know what guys want
I know what boys like
I've got what boys want
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
song performed by by Vitamin C
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Within psychology and neuroscience, some new and rigorous experimental paradigms for studying consciousness have helped it begin to overcome the stigma that has been attached to the topic for most of this century.
quote by David Chalmers
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I went whole hog at the actor's lifestyle - really embraced it. I had by then known how much I loved acting already, because I discovered acting from a teacher in the seminary - that's the first place I ever did it, in the seminary.
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Candyman
Come on all you pretty women, with your hair a hanging down,
Open up your windows cuz the candymans in town.
Come on boys and gamble, roll those laughing bones,
Seven come eleven, boys Ill take your money home.
Look out, look out the candyman,
Here he comes and hes gone again.
Pretty lady aint got no friend till,
The candyman comes around again, around again.
I come from memphis where I learned to talk the jive,
When I get back to memphis be one less man alive.
Good morning mr. benson, I see youre doing well,
If I had me a shotgun Id blow you straight to hell.
Look out, look out the candyman,
Here he comes and hes gone again.
Pretty lady aint got no friend till,
The candyman comes around again, around again.
Come on boys and wager if you have got the mind,
If youve got a dollar boys, lay it on the line,
Hand me my old guitar, pass the whiskey round,
Wont you tell everybody you meet that the candymans in town.
Look out, look out the candyman,
Here he comes and hes gone again.
Pretty lady aint got no friend till,
The candyman comes around again, around again.
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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When the Kings Went to War
When the kings went to war
Went to war
Went to war
When the kings went to war
I stayed home.
Now the kings have returned
Some have died
Most alive
Now the kings have returned
And I'm alone.
Who to tell
How to say
All that happened in the days
When the kings went to war
While I stayed home.
Oh the battles
Oh the hell
Not of war but worse
The well-kept secrets crying
To be known.
Knocks the door
Comes before
Nathan knows and he will tell
How the king failed to war
When he stayed home.
When the kings went to war
Went to war
Went to war
When the kings went to war
I stayed home.
I think there are different ways of being rigorous, and I am asking people to be as rigorous in their pleasure as in their criticism.
quote by Barbara Kruger
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Alex Graduation
Alex
Graduation day comes every year
With joy, happiness and even a tear
You’re a tall slender red head
As pretty as can be and with that said
Your getting older and you will leave
We say goodbye and in you we believe
How proud we all are
With schooling and study you will go far
With love in our heart
A new venture you will start
Stay safe and be careful being on your own
We love and will miss you even if your grown
poem by Michael Gelb
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Pretty little self
You sit taking the attention from all the boys
girl your pretty little self is what I avoid
I wont buy you a drink when you have more than you can carry.
I wont buy you a drink. Your table is full.
Although I must say your pretty little self is wonderful
waited upon by all the boys, girl I dont stand a chance
look at you.
All the boys are freinds they all wanna dance
but ask yourself how many are friends?
How many just wanna get into your pants?
Your pretty little self isnt everything.
poem by Daniel McCann
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Test Week
Here comes test week one
There is less time for fun.
Boys are studying hard all day
For them to top in some way.
Some have english first than chemistry
Then physics, maths and history.
They stay up late till twelve 'o' clock
The studying never seems to stop.
For maths, boys practice many sums
And do so well that 'hundred' comes.
Books in the morning, books at night
Books, books, books all the time.
Then comes the end of 'test week one'
Now its time for all the fun.
Nest week inter-house soccer begins
The competitions tough....
....Never know who's going to win!
poem by Varun Pais
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Right Here At Home
Right here at home, boys, in old Hoosierdom,
Where strangers allus joke us when they come,
And brag o' _their_ old States and interprize--
Yit _settle_ here; and 'fore they realize,
They're 'hoosier' as the rest of us, and live
Right here at home, boys, with their past fergive!
Right here at home, boys, is the place, I guess,
Fer me and you and plain old happiness:
We hear the World's lots grander--likely so,--
We'll take the World's word fer it and not go.--
We know _its_ ways aint _our_ ways--so we'll stay
Right here at home, boys, where we know the way.
Right here at home, boys, where a well-to-do
Man's plenty rich enough--and knows it, too,
And's got a' extry dollar, any time,
To boost a feller up 'at _wants_ to climb
And 's got the git-up in him to go in
And _git there_, like he purt'-nigh allus kin!
Right here at home, boys, is the place fer us!--
Where folks' heart's bigger 'n their money-pu's';
And where a _common_ feller's jes as good
As ary other in the neighborhood:
The World at large don't worry you and me
Right here at home, boys, where we ort to be!
Right here at home, boys--jes right where we air!--
Birds don't sing any sweeter anywhere:
Grass don't grow any greener'n she grows
Acrost the pastur' where the old path goes,--
All things in ear-shot's purty, er in sight,
Right here at home, boys, ef we _size_ 'em right.
Right here at home, boys, where the old home-place
Is sacerd to us as our mother's face,
Jes as we rickollect her, last she smiled
And kissed us--dyin' so and rickonciled,
Seein' us all at home here--none astray--
Right here at home, boys, where she sleeps to-day.
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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Boys Gone
The boys gone. the boys gone home.
What will happen to a face in the crowd when it finally gets too crowded.
And will happen to the origins of sound after all the sounds have sounded
Well I hope I never have to see that day but by God I know its headed our way
So I better be happy now that the boys going home. the boys gone home.
And what becomes of a day for those who rage against it
And who will sum op the phrase for all left standing around in it
Well I suppose well all make our judgement call
Well walk it alone, stand up tall, then march to the fall
So we better be happy now that well all go home.
Be so happy with the way you are
Be so happy that you made it this far
Go on be happy now. please be happy now
Because this is something else
This is something else
I tried to live my life and live it so well
But when its all over is it heaven or is it hell
I better be happy now that no one can tell, nobody knows
Im gonna be happy with the way that I am
Im gonna be happy with all that I stand for
Im gonna be happy now because the boys going home.
The boys gone home.
song performed by by Jason Mraz
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Nursery Rhyme
One year, two year, three year, four,
Comes a khaki gentleman knocking at the door.
'Any little boys at home, send them out to me
To train them and brain them in battles yet to be.'
When a little boy is born feed him, train him so.
Put him in a cattle pen and wait for him to grow.
When he's nice and plump and dear, and sensible and sweet,
Throw him in the trenches for the great grey rats to eat.
Toss him in the cannon's mouth, cannons fancy best
Tender little boys' flesh that's easy to digest.
Mother rears her family on two pounds ten a week.
Teaches them to wash themselves, teaches them to speak.
Rears them with a heart's love, rears them to be men.
Grinds her fingers to the bone, and then... what then?
But parents who must rear the boys the cannons love to slay,
Also pay for cannons that blow other boys away.
Parsons tell them that their sons have just been blown to bits.
Patriotic parents must all laugh like fits.
Rear the boys for honest men and send them out to die!
Where's the coward father who would dare raise a cry?
Any gentleman's aware folk rear their children for
Blunderers and plunderers to mangle in a war!
Five year, six year, seven year, eight.
'Hurry up you little chaps, the captain's at the gate!'
poem by Frank Wilmot
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