People who got on their feet and freaked about were called idiot dancers. and nobody wants to be called an idiot dancer. But the whole idea of rock and roll is to get people off their arses - that's what it's about.
quote by Steve Marriott
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Idiot Son Of An Asshole
He's not smart, a C student
And that's after buying his way into school
Beady eyes, and he's kinda dyslexic
Can he read? No one's really quite sure
He signs stuff and he executes people
Maybe that's why, he doesn't have any friends
Cocaine and a little drunk driving
Doesn't matter, when you're the Commander in Chief.
Idiot son of an asshole
He's the idiot son of an asshole
Idiot son of an asshole
He's the idiot son of an asshole
Put on some make-up, turn on the 8-Track,
I'm putting a week back on the shelf,
Suddenly I'm the President, of the United States,
But then I woke up, and realized I'm still me.
He's too dumb, to eat pretzels, apparently smart enough to fix an election.
Moved boldly into the White House,
but most people voted against him.
He likes naps, He really likes naptime, A couple of naps and then a nap and then he's ready for bed,
He may be from Bush decent, but he's always gonna be the unpresident.
Idiot son of an asshole
He's the idiot son of an asshole
Idiot son of an asshole
He's the idiot son of an asshole
Idiot son of an asshole
He's the idiot son of an asshole
He's our president!
song performed by by NOFX
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The Idiot Son Of An Asshole
NoFX - Idiot Son Of An Asshole lyrics
He's not smart, a C student
And that's after buying his way into school
Beady eyes, and he's kinda dyslexic
Can he read? No one's really quite sure
He signs stuff and he executes people
Maybe that's why, he doesn't have any friends
Cocaine and a little drunk driving
Doesn't matter, when you're the Commander in Chief.
Idiot son of an asshole
He's the idiot son of an asshole
Idiot son of an asshole
He's the idiot son of an asshole
(***not in the video version on The War On Errorism****
Put on some make-up, turn on the 8-Track,
I'm putting a week back on the shelf,
Suddenly I'm the President, of the United States,
But they I woke up, and realized I'm still me. )
He's too dumb, to eat pretzels, apparently smart enough to fix an election.
Moved boldly into the White House,
though most people voted against him.
He likes naps, He's good at naptime, A couple of naps and then a nap and then he's ready for
bed,
He may be from Bush decent, He's always gonna, gonna be the un-precedent
Idiot son of an asshole
He's the idiot son of an asshole
Idiot son of an asshole
He's the idiot son of an asshole
Idiot son of an asshole
He's the idiot son of an asshole
He's our president!
song performed by by NOFX
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Feet On The Rock
(Spoken)
Well, I wanna talk to you for a minute,
About an old man I met,
He said, Boy, you look in trouble,
And I bet your life's a mess,
He said, I used to have the same problem too,
I was way out of control,
You know the only thing that set it right for me,
Was a little good old rock and roll,
Chorus: (Sang)
I put my feet on the rock,
And my name on the roll,
When it's called up yonder,
I won't worry 'bout my soul,
I know my home is waiting,
And it's something to behold,
I put my feet on the rock,
And my name on the roll,
I'd never heard the gosple,
Spread like that before,
I guess the message comes in many ways,
Those simple words of wisdom,
Can open heaven's door,
So every time I get the chance I say,
Chorus:
Come on, put your feet on the rock,
And your name on the roll,
When it's called up yonder,
You won't worry 'bout your soul,
You know your home is waiting,
And it's something to behold,
So put your feet on the rock,
And your name on the roll
--- Instrumental ---
Chorus:
Come on, put your feet on the rock,
And your name on the roll,
When it's called up yonder,
You won't worry 'bout your soul,
Well, You know your home is waiting,
And it's something to behold,
So put your feet on the rock,
And your name on the roll
Chorus:
Come on, put your feet on the rock,
And your name on the roll,
When it's called up yonder,
You won't worry 'bout your soul,
You know your home is waiting,
And it's something to behold,
So put your feet on the rock,
And your name on the roll
Now, put your feet on the rock,-ac
song performed by by Randy Travis
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Knowing Idiots
Sunday.
I don't eat by myself
So I leave the television on
To fill in.
The food is cold in my fingers
And warm in my throat.
A forgotten rerun;
A sorry substitute for people.
Sundays are awful days
With such a lot to think about.
I think about
Where you are
Right now.
And how you are.
I hope you're sad.
Real sad.
I hope you feel like ripping your heart out.
But mostly I wonder
Why you are.
I don't like idiots.
You shouldn't be.
Saturday.
An idiot sits in front of me.
The idiots is happy with a lump of plasticine.
See how the plasticine, see how she changes
With me.
But child, you're not the one playing with plasticine.
It's the other way 'round.
Wednesday.
Saw the idiot in totality.
The idiot was all smiles.
I knew why
But didn't understand.
Idiots are beyond me.
What the idiots knows
Only the idiot knows.
The idiot is real smart.
So I want to give up on the idiot
While I'm still alive.
But before I do
I just want to see the idiot cry
And know what it's been like
And what it feels like
To be a fool.
poem by Shikha Gupta
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Jack The Idiot Dunce
Whos the fool with the cross-eyed stare,
The turned up nose and moronic glare?
Whos that simpleton standing over there?
Jack, jack the idiot dunce.
Whos that dumb-looking freckle-faced runt?
Jack, jack the idiot dunce.
He walks like his feet are on back to front,
Jack, jack the idiot dunce.
When he waddles down the street he looks kind of queer,
Jack, jack the idiot dunce,
Because hes got two left feet and taxi-door ears,
Jack, jack the idiot dunce.
And when we laugh at the clothes he wears,
Jack just smiles cos he dont care.
Whos that fool? whos that ninny?
Whos that twit? whos that chump?
The idiot dunce, the idiot dunce.
Who is always the bottom of the class?
Jack, jack the idiot dunce.
Whos a fool? whos a boob?
Whos a kook and an ass?
Jack, jack the idiot dunce.
When we take examinations he never gets a pass,
Jack, jack the idiot dunce.
And we all put him down cos he cant think fast,
Jack, jack the idiot dunce.
We ridicule him and punch him around,
But jack just laughs and stands his ground,
The idiot dunce, the idiot dunce.
Yeah, hes so unco-ordinated.
Yeah, and so disorientated,
And when we have a high school hop
You ought to see that idiot bop
And his arms and his legs
Seem to have minds of their own,
And you dont need brains
To have educated muscles and bones.
Yeah, you ought to see him dance
He moves like hes in a trance,
And when we have a high school hop
You ought to see that idiot rock,
And hes finally proved
That you dont need a high i.q.
To make your body move.
Now hes created a dance that everybodys trying to do.
Jack, jack the idiot dunce.
Do the idiot dunce.
All right put your finger on your nose,
Now cross those eyes.
Put your hands on your hips,
Now wriggle your backside.
Now youve got the knack
To do the idiot jack
From your head to the tips of your toes.
Now the whole worlds doing it and everybody knows,
Jack, jack the idiot dunce.
Hes a real cool cat and a real gone groove,
Jack, jack the idiot dunce.
And the girls go crazy when he starts to move,
Jack, jack the idiot dunce
Now jacks a success hes got nothing to prove,
Jack, jack the idiot dunce.
Even though jack is dim
His mother is so proud of him.
Hey, whos that groovy looking dude
Dancing with all the chicks?
The idiot dunce, the idiot dunce.
song performed by by Kinks
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The Parrot
The Parrot.
The café in our village has shut. The couple who ran it left
when their parrot died. They had kept the place open for it,
since it was a genial bird. The parrot called everyone who
entered idiots; people laughed no one took offence, or so
we all thought. But someone must have taken umbrage, it
was shot through the window when the café was empty.
Feather everywhere the village was shocked, who could do
such a shameful deed? The culprit, was a farmer, who had
drunk his coffee at the café for twenty odd years, and had
enough of being called an idiot. The moral of this sad tale,
if there is any: if you call a man an idiot long enough he will
end up being one.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Rock & Roll
M smotherman
Well when I first got to memphis...
I was knocked out by those friendly people
They all said howdy, howdy, come on in
We dont know the meaning of the word outsider
I said people, you gonna play this kinda music
Well theres something I would surely like to know
When I was a boy I heard this wild kinda music
And I think they called it, oh, rock and roll
Can you tell me what you know about rock and roll?
They said son, its just a feeling, way down in your soul
Just a simple story with this wild rock and roll
Yeah, well all the boys in louisiana called it rock and roll
But Ill tell you a secret, it drives the women crazy
And thats all you need to know about rock and roll
Well you could not imagine the shape my head was in
I took me a walk down by the mississippi
When I heard this rockin out of the harbour inn
I couldnt resist, I had me a drink, then I had me a listen
I said people, you gonna play this kinda music
Theres something that Id really like to know
When I was a boy I heard this wild kinda music
And I think they called it, rock and roll
Can you tell me what you know about rock and roll?
They said son, its just a feeling, way down in your soul
Just a simple story with this wild rock and roll
Yeah, well all the boys in louisiana called it rock and roll
But Ill tell you a secret, it drives the women crazy
And thats all you need to know about rock and roll
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Rock And Roll
M smotherman
Well when i first got to memphis...
I was knocked out by those friendly people
They all said "howdy, howdy, come on in
We don't know the meaning of the word outsider"
I said "people, you gonna play this kinda music
Well there's something i would surely like to know
When i was a boy i heard this wild kinda music
And i think they called it, oh, rock and roll
Can you tell me what you know about rock and roll?"
They said "son, it's just a feeling, way down in your soul"
Just a simple story with this wild rock and roll
Yeah, well all the boys in louisiana called it rock and roll
But i'll tell you a secret, it drives the women crazy
And that's all you need to know about rock and roll
Well you could not imagine the shape my head was in
I took me a walk down by the mississippi
When i heard this rockin' out of the harbour inn
I couldn't resist, i had me a drink, then i had me a listen
I said "people, you gonna play this kinda music
There's something that i'd really like to know
When i was a boy i heard this wild kinda music
And i think they called it, rock and roll
Can you tell me what you know about rock and roll?"
They said "son, it's just a feeling, way down in your soul"
Just a simple story with this wild rock and roll
Yeah, well all the boys in louisiana called it rock and roll
But i'll tell you a secret, it drives the women crazy
And that's all you need to know about rock and roll
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Rock'n'roll Is Alive (And It Lives In Minneapolis) (Tony Fly Mix)
And It Lives In Minneapolis)
(Rock 'n' roll is alive!)
Rock 'n' roll is alive (Rock 'n' roll is alive!)
(Rock 'n' roll is alive and it lives in Minneapolis!) {x2}
From all over the world the people came
Even the President flies in 2 worship a thing called fame
Red, white, and blue boy / girls - 2night everyone's the same
Some people say it's dyin', but we don't wanna play that game
Rock 'n' roll is alive and it lives in Minneapolis! (Sing!)
Rock 'n' roll is alive (and it lives in Minneapolis!)
Rock 'n' roll is alive and it lives in Minneapolis! (Sing!)
Rock 'n' roll is alive (and it lives in Minneapolis!)
Sure as the drive around Lake of the Isles is cool I know (Oh)
Rock 'n' roll will never die like the Minnehaha flow (Oh)
Sure as the land of a thousand lakes is sometimes made of snow
There'll always be another king 2 die butt-naked on the floor (Oh)
Rock 'n' roll is alive and it lives in Minneapolis! (Sing!)
Rock 'n' roll is alive (and it lives in Minneapolis!) (Oh)
Rock! Rock!
(Very impressive)
Rock! Rock!
(Sing!)
(Rock 'n' roll is alive and it lives in Minneapolis!) (Sing damn it!)
Rock! Rock!
Rock 'n' roll is alive! (Yeah!)
(Rock 'n' roll is alive and it lives in Minneapolis!) {x4}
(Rock 'n' roll is alive and it lives in Minneapolis!) {x4
song performed by by Prince
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We buy names.
Called an idiot, I shall call back idiot.
Called a fool, I shall call back fool.
I’m appreciated as I appreciate.
Earning good name is buying good name.
20.07.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Its Only Rock n Roll
(rodney crowell)
Well, its only rock and roll keep you running from yourself
When the only way to slow down is to fall
And its only rock and roll that caused you to leave home
When the only way to get back is to crawl
But the record people love you they can get you on the bill
Change your name to money dress up fit to kill
People all around you everywhere you go
Dont worry if they love you son its only rock and roll
Yes and its only rock and roll keep you jumping all the time
When you really ought to sit this one out
And its only rock and roll keep on messin with your mind when
You dont know what theyre talkin about
All around the world everywhere you go
People got to have it cause its only rock and roll
Its only rock and roll yes its only rock and roll
People all around you everywhere you go
Dont worry if they love you, cause its only rock and roll
Well its only rock and roll when your moneys in the mail
And your loves on the back of the bus
And its only rock and roll when your records start to sell
And you dont know why theyre making such a fuss
Telephone receiver ringin off the wall
Can I get witness each and every call
Second that emotion chased into your soul
Dont worry lest you linger, son its only rock and roll
Its only rock and roll yes its only rock and roll
People all around you everywhere you go
Dont worry if they love you, cause its only rock and roll
Its only rock and roll. yeah its only rock and roll
All around the world everywhere you go
People got to have it son its only rock and roll
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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I'm An Idiot
what a dumbass i am
I can't even rhyme these words
What a dumbass i am
I love napalm death
Even though napalm death sucks
Sucks large balls
Megadeth is way better
I hang out in malls
I'm an idiot
I watch looney tunes
I'm an idiot
I don't go to church
I'm an idiot
I like to smoke chairs
I'm an idiot
Shoot me please
I can't get a girlfreind
Because i suck
I like to screw goats
What a dumbass i am
I'm an idiot
I watch looney tunes
I'm an idiot
I dont go to church
I'm an idiot
I like to smoke chairs (don't ask me how)
I'm an idiot
Shoot me please!
song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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Complete Fool
'For clarification purposes...
Let me say this,
I am not an idiot.
Nor have I ever been an idiot!
I love brown rice.
I have always loved brown rice.
And those accusations to the contrary
Are hurtful allegations
To erode my many years of public service!
That I kept this to myself...
And away from those who trusted my decisions,
For more than fourty years...
I did so in the hopes that the gas I passed
Would go away!
It did so in past encounters!
When at the time,
I chose to wear my open toed sandals!
For that...
I regret.
I know now I should have worn my wingtips!
I repeat...
I am not an idiot.
I have never been an idiot.
I love brown rice.
I have always loved brown rice.
That I pleaded guilty...
I deeply regret!
And have since sought counseling
From a noted nutritionist,
To help me with my diet!
And decide how to best deal with this situation.
And again...
With the hopes that I am totally convincing...
I am not an idiot.
Nor have I ever been an idiot.
I love brown rice.
I have always loved brown rice.
I may be a complete fool...
But an idiot,
I am not! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Village Idiot
Did you see the lad, on the corner
He was standing drinking wine
Wears his overcoat in the summer
And short sleeves in the winter time
Takes his holidays, down at the bookies
Well he knows how to pick a horse
Village tramping round the countryside
He wears a smile, but he doesnt say much
Village idiot, hes complicated
Village idiot, simple mind
Village idiot, he does know something
But hes just not saying
Dont you know hes onto something
You can see it, you can see it in his eyes
Sometimes he looks so happy
As he goes strolling by
Oh village idiot, hes complicated
Village idiot, hes got a simple mind
Village idiot, must know something
But hes just not saying
Well you all know hes onto something
You can see it in his eyes
Sometimes he looks so happy
When he goes walking by
Sometimes he looks so happy
When he goes walking by
Sometimes he looks so happy
When he goes walking by.
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Which is better?
A genius knows when to dumb it down
A smart man knows when to know nothing
And an idiot can be all three
Well what does that mean?
Your only as smart as others allow
So if your too smart to be understood,
To others your intelligence level goes down
So to truly be a genius you must know when dumbing it down is good
To know nothing isn't unintelligence
It's best for different situations
Though very different from a genius,
A smart man recognizes when on his knowledge to put limitations
An idiot is in the best position,
Because it's second nature for them to put it in layman's terms
An idiot has the best potential for genius if it's his intention
And being an idiot is how others feel their intelligence is confirmed
poem by Martin McCollugh
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I'm not terribly happy about rock and roll. Certain rock music is uninspiring, numbing; it makes you feel like an idiot.
quote by Manuel Puig
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Rock & Roll People
Were the rock and roll people, born to pick the news;
Yeah, rock and people,
Just couldnt change it if Id choose.
Dont tell me where your head is, man,
You know it wont be missed.
Dont play the virgin mary,
We all know shes been kissed.
Rock and roll people, born to be the news;
Yeah, were rock and roll people,
Just couldnt change it if Id choose.
My father was a mother,
My mother was a son.
Dont play the mona lisa,
Weve all been twenty-one.
Rock and roll people, born to be the news;
Yeah, the rock and roll people,
Just couldnt change it if I choose.
Dont ask me bout the time of day,
Or how much space I need.
Dont feed me dog for dinner,
We all know you get green.
Rock and roll people, born to be the news;
Yes, the rock and roll people,
Just couldnt change it if I choose.
Sweet, sweet, rock and roll,
Sweet, sweet, rock and roll,
Sweet, sweet, rock and roll,
Sweet, sweet, rock and roll,
Sweet, sweet, rock and roll,
Sweet, sweet, rock and roll,
Sweet, sweet, rock and roll,
Sweet, sweet, rock and roll,
Rock and roll.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Rock & Roll People
Were the rock and roll people, born to pick the news;
Yeah, rock and people,
Just couldnt change it if Id choose.
Dont tell me where your head is, man,
You know it wont be missed.
Dont play the virgin mary,
We all know shes been kissed.
Rock and roll people, born to be the news;
Yeah, were rock and roll people,
Just couldnt change it if Id choose.
My father was a mother,
My mother was a son.
Dont play the mona lisa,
Weve all been twenty-one.
Rock and roll people, born to be the news;
Yeah, the rock and roll people,
Just couldnt change it if I choose.
Dont ask me bout the time of day,
Or how much space I need.
Dont feed me dog for dinner,
We all know you get green.
Rock and roll people, born to be the news;
Yes, the rock and roll people,
Just couldnt change it if I choose.
Sweet, sweet, rock and roll,
Sweet, sweet, rock and roll,
Sweet, sweet, rock and roll,
Sweet, sweet, rock and roll,
Sweet, sweet, rock and roll,
Sweet, sweet, rock and roll,
Sweet, sweet, rock and roll,
Sweet, sweet, rock and roll,
Rock and roll.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Death Of Prodigy Dancers
This is where I kill the dancer
Watch the MC - kill the dancer
Death of the Prodigy dancer
Come on
?, Corrupt your, to move your, to move your, come on
Let it rock, let move, let it move you, let it move you
Let it move you, let it move you
???
Come on out
Let it rock, let it rock
Pump it up, rock it up, don't stop, let it rock, come on
That's the real ?
Let it rock you, let it rock you
Let it move you, let it move you
Let it rock you, let it rock you
Where's the response?
Where's the response?
Death of the Prodigy dancer
Come on
???
Let it rock, let it roll, let it move you, let it move you
Let it rock you ...
Get ready
Goin' too slow, ridicule, ?, let it rock you, let it rock you
You'll fail, we fool round, let it rock you, let it rock you
Oh no
song performed by by Prodigy
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Mary Called Him 'Mister
They'd parted but a year before—she never thought he’d come,
She stammer’d, blushed, held out her hand, and called him ‘Mister Gum.’
How could he know that all the while she longed to murmur ‘John.’
He called her ‘Miss le Brook,’ and asked how she was getting on.
They’d parted but a year before; they’d loved each other well,
But he’d been to the city, and he came back such a swell.
They longed to meet in fond embrace, they hungered for a kiss—
But Mary called him ‘Mister,’ and the idiot called her ‘Miss.’
He stood and lean’d against the door—a stupid chap was he—
And, when she asked if he’d come in and have a cup of tea,
He looked to left, he looked to right, and then he glanced behind,
And slowly doffed his cabbage-tree, and said he ‘didn’t mind.’
She made a shy apology because the meat was tough,
And then she asked if he was sure his tea was sweet enough;
He stirred the tea and sipped it twice, and answer’d ‘plenty, quite;’
And cut the smallest piece of beef and said that it was ‘right.’
She glanced at him at times and cough’d an awkward little cough;
He stared at anything but her and said, ‘I must be off.’
That evening he went riding north—a sad and lonely ride—
She locked herself inside her room, and there sat down and cried.
They’d parted but a year before, they loved each other well—
But she was such a country girl and he was such a swell ;
They longed to meet in fond embrace, they hungered for a kiss—
But Mary called him ‘Mister’ and the idiot called her ‘Miss.
poem by Henry Lawson
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