I have never known anyone worth a damn who wasn't irascible.
quote by Ezra Pound
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No member of our generation who wasn't a Communist or a dropout in the thirties is worth a damn.
quote by Lyndon B. Johnson
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Texas
There wouldn't be no Alamo,
No Cowboys in the Superbowl:
No "Lonesome Dove", no "Yellow Rose",
If it wasn't for Texas.
I wouldn't be a Willie fan.
Nobody'd swim the Rio Grande.
I wouldn't be an American,
If it wasn't for Texas.
Fort Worth would never cross my mind,
An' there'd be no Austim City limits sign.
No Lonestar of any kind.
If it wasn't for Texas.
Instrumental break.
I'd never've gone to Tennessee,
To sing my songs an' chase my dreams.
Only Heaven knows just where I'd be,
If it wasn't for Texas.
Fort Worth would never cross my mind.
There'd be no Austin City limits sign.
An' no Lonestar of any kind.
If it wasn't for Texas.
It made me the man I am:
Thank God for my old stompin' ground.
I wouldn't be standin' right here, right now,
If it wasn't for Texas.
If it wasn't for Texas.
If it wasn't for Texas.
song performed by by George Strait
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Was It Worth It?
(tennant/lowe)
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Well I dont know why I was dreaming about you
But I do know that I was dancing without you
Then you smiled, and I was lost
You fall in love, why count the cost?
All I gave to you
All you made me do
I react when I hear people ask
Was it worth it?
Yes its worth living for
Was it worth it?
Yes its worth giving more
If Id had my way this would have happened much sooner
But until that day it was only a rumour
All at once you changed my life
And led me in to paradise
Where I had to do
What I wanted to
I react when I hear people ask
Was it worth it?
Yes its worth living for
Was it worth it?
Yes its worth giving more
I reserve the right to live
My life this way, and I dont give
A damn when I hear people say
Ill pay the price that others pay
cause its worth it
Yes its worth living for
cause its worth it
Yes its worth living for
All I gave to you
All you made me do
I react when I hear people ask
Was it worth it?
Yes its worth living for
Was it worth it?
Yes its worth giving more
And I reserve (what? )
The right to live (where? )
My life this way (how? )
I couldnt give
A damn when I (what? )
Hear people say (who? )
Ill pay the price
That others pay
cause its worth it
Yes its worth living for
cause its worth it
Yes its worth giving more
And its worth it
I dont know why
I never thought Id fall in love
I dont know why
I dont know why
I never thought Id fall in love
I dont know why
I dont know why
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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God Damn Me
There isn't enough hot water to be in
There isn't enough salt lake to to lie in
There isn't enough sky to fly in
So softly
There isn't enough breath to breathe
Not for me
Oh God damn me
Oh God damn me
There isn't enough snow to see through
Snows too deep
There isn't enough fog to see through
Not through to me
There isn't enough gain to get from
Not from me
Oh God damn me
Oh God damn me
Nothing changes
Nothing we erase
Nothing to change
Nothing but me
Oh God damn me
Oh God damn me
song performed by by Filter from The Amalgamut
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Figured You Out
I like your pants around your feet
I like the dirt that's on your knees
I like the way you still say please
While you're looking up at me
You're like my favourite damn disease
I love the places that we go
I love the people that you know
I love the way you can't say no
Too many long lines in a row
I love the powder on your nose
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard
Just to figure you out
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard
Just to figure you out
I like the freckles on your chest
I like the way you like me best
I like the way you're not impressed
While you put me to the test
I like the wine stains on your dress
I love the way you pass the check
I love the good times that you wreck
I love your lack of self respect
While you're passed out on the deck
I love my hands around your neck
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard
Just to figure you out
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard
Just to figure you out
I like your pants around your feet
I like the dirt that's on your knees
I like the way you still say please
While you're looking up at me
You're like my favourite damn disease
I hate the places that we go
I hate the people that you know
I hate the way you can't say no
Too many long lines in a row
I hate the powder on your nose
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard
Just to figure you out
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard
Just to figure you out
song performed by by Nickelback
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Suicide Lullaby
This is you...
You're causing me to bleed.
And you have no apologies
For whom you inflict fear into.
Seeing what isn't here.
I'm begging you to leave.
Can't you see I'm on my knees?
I've tried and tried so many times.
But you're still here...
Making me bleed...
All over the linoleum...
Thank God it's easy to clean.
Take this pain away from me
'Cause this Novacaine
Doesn't work worth a damn.
And I'm just wasting my time
On my suicide lullaby...
I walk towards the light
As your soul replaces mine.
I reach out to feel
But then it all disappears again.
Just another figment
Of my wild imagination.
I guess I need those pills again.
It's time to fulfill my addiction.
Take this pain away from me
'Cause this Novacaine
Doesn't work worth a damn.
And I'm just wasting my time
On my suicide lullaby...
I try to stop the voices
From telling me what to do
In every situation.
But they are persistant.
And they can't hear my screams...
They don't hear my screams anymore...
Take this pain away from me
'Cause this Novacaine
Doesn't work worth a damn.
And I'm just wasting my time
On my suicide lullaby...
And I'm committed to this crime...
With my suicide lullaby...
poem by Christine Woodrich
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I had a couple of million dollars' worth of... stock once. And now it's not worth much more than wallpaper. I guess I just wasn't born to be rich.
quote by Norman Rockwell
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High Rolling Man
Words and music by neil diamond
Roll em in the morning, roll without no warning,
Hot damn, hot damn, hot damn, you know that he could and he would,
Hes a high rollin man in a high rollin neighborhood.
Roll em, roll em, roll em, roll em, roll em, roll em.
Dont do much good, but good lord, he could roll em.
Lord, he was a dreamer, hardly worth redeeming,
Hot damn, hot damn, hot damn, you know that he was, lord, he was,
But when it comes to his thumbs, aint a man who can do what he does.
Roll em, roll em, roll em, roll em, roll em, rollem,
Dont do much good, but good lord, he could roll em.
Roll em, roll em, roll em, roll em, roll em, roll em,
Dont do much good, but good lord, he could roll em.
Roll em, roll em, roll em, roll em, roll em, roll em,
Dont do much good, but good lord, he could roll em.
song performed by by Neil Diamond
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When I was younger, my whole sense of self-worth was based on whether or not I was working, which was awful. And I had a baby at 20 years old, so it wasn't just about me. At around the age of 30 there was a stretch where I wasn't working - certainly not on anything I liked, anyway - and I started to do other things.
quote by Kiefer Sutherland
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Five Short Minutes
Written by - Jim Croce
Well, she was standing by my dressing room after the show
Asking for my autograph and asked if she could go
Back to my motel room. But the rest is just a tragic tale
Because five short minutes of lovin'
Done brought me twenty long years in jail
Well, like a fool in a hurry I took her to my room
She casted me in plaster while I sang her a tune
Then I said, "Ooh, ooee!" Sure was a tragic tale
Because five short minutes of lovin'
Done brought me twenty long years in jail
Well, then a judge and a jury sat me in a room
They say that robbin' the cradle is worse than robbin' the tomb
Then I said "Ooh, ooee!" Sure was a tragic tale
(Wasn't worth it, wasn't worth it!)
Because five short minutes of lovin'
Done brought me twenty long years in jail
And when I get out of this prison gonna be forty-five
I'll know I used to like to do it but I won't remember why
(Wasn't worth it, wasn't worth it!)
I'll say "Ooh, ooee! Sure was a tragic tale
Because five short minutes of lovin'
Done brought me twenty long years in jail"
Because five short minutes of lovin'
Done brought me twenty long years in jail
song performed by by Jim Croce
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I'm sorry I'm just a Human
Im sorry
I am sorry I am weak
I am sorry for your pain
I am sorry I was the one that hurt you
Yet again I am sorry for the tears
I am sorry for the trouble I brought you
That I know I have made you shed
I am sorry that I could not make you
Smile today instead.
I am sorry things are not different
There is so much I am sorry for
So many things I should have done
Or said, now and before
I am sorry that I am human
If I wasn’t so damn frail
I’d have nothing to be sorry for
Because I wouldn’t have failed.
I am sorry that I let you down
When you needed me most
I am sorry that I wasn’t around
For all eternity
And though it probably doesn’t help
Or somehow make things right
Know I will be sorry all of my days
And sorry all of my nights.
poem by Patrice James
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Once women are not excluded, I don't think any of us will give a damn what pronouns are used. That wasn't the point.
quote by Holly Near
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It Was How I Remember And That’s Not How It Was
It may have been Classic, yet not elegant
It may have been Love, yet not romantic
It may have been hidden, yet not unforeseen
Yet none came to you
It was my brother’s irreplaceable companion and his little sister
It was my brother’s incredulity and his greatest suspicion
It was my brother’s settlement and his authorization
Yet none came to you
It wasn’t my dream and it wasn’t my fantasy
It wasn’t my concern and it wasn’t my guarantee
It wasn’t my content and it wasn’t my sorrow
It may have been my mother’s hope, yet not her premonition
And now its my animosity
An unworthy soul....
My inner self, my soul was misbehaving that day,
not being body friendly, wanting to escape, to go.
It didn't like the daily grind, the commute to work,
felt rebellious and used, was discontent and bored.
It was, in fact, a very disobedient, unworthy soul,
a fractious, most ungrateful, mutinous soul,
a nasty, moody, inconsiderate monster of a soul
that wasn't worth cajoling, or placating,
that wasn't worth humouring or coaxing
or buttering up or sweet talking, to.
No, I didn't want to save my soul
so I stopped a passing devil
and craftily, most cannily sold it to him,
not wishing to save the little bastard at all.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Revisiting An Old Self
wingless, the old self
situates on the road
that we once passed by
damn, it is thin and lean
and tall and hungry
it is thirsty, and neglected
it has screams never heard
damn, that old self stinks
scared and fearful of the touch
damn the old self knows not
a smile or a hug
damn, the old self dies
damn, the old self is gone
and here i am looking at it
dusts of the past
on wings i fly to the new world
of dreams that come true
of truth not bent
of this reality that never changes
no longer a shadow
no longer a body
celestial beside the stars
on thrones set for the permanent
in the silence of the heavens
the new self smiles
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Many What If’s And More
What if Cinderella wasn’t a princess
But the advertiser of a new flavored jellybean
What if Snow White wasn’t pretty
But the ugliest hag ever seen
What if soccer wasn’t a game
But a new kind of disease
What if an oven isn’t used for warming food
But to make them freeze
What if tom wasn’t a cartoon
But a new mechanical device
That help cats in catching mice
Get very quick and wise
What if Jerry wasn’t a mouse
But another name for cherry
What if a mountain wasn’t mountain
But a new kind of berry
What if shoes weren’t used on feet
But to help us see
What if I wasn’t myself
I wonder who’d write this instead of me!
poem by Risha Ahmed
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Now What
When I left and I said goodbye
Did you know that I meant it, mmmm, that time?
I guess that I didn't quite realize
What I was saying goodbye to - whoa, just yet
The only asphalt to pave my way - that was you
And damn it if I didn't try to do
Everything that I was supposed to
And now - what do I do now?
Oh, I don't know cuz I'm still leaving
Now - who's gonna save me next time?
Oh, not you - ooh, for the first time
And the road to get to the other side of your rainbow
It wasn't for me - oh, I guess
I couldn't live - not according to your path
I believe, at least
But damn it if I didn't give it a damn good shot
At least to try and be
And what do I do now
Oh, I don't know cuz I'm still leaving
And now - who's gonna save me next time?
No, not you - ooh, for the first time
But somehow I'll be alright
Somehow I'll be alright, ooh
When I left and I said goodbye
Did you know that I meant it that time?
And damn it if I didn't try to do
Everything that I was supposed to
And now - what do I do now?
Oh, I don't know
Oh, I'm leaving
And now, who's gonna save me next time?
Oh, won't be you
Ooh, for the first time
But somehow I'll be alright
Somehow I'll be alright
song performed by by Lisa Marie Presley
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Damn
You and I....
there you go again when ya
rub up my skin
i have to catch my breathe
I began to sweat
oh..
Lips
tracing down my neck
and its scaring me to death
I just learned to draw me to the clear
just to push me off
just to push me off the edge
Damn I hate the way you know me
and Damn
you kill when you hold me
Like I'm your world
like this wont hurt
like a favorite cursing every nerve
damn
I'm fightin and I'm losin it
damn you
your pullin and a pushin
I'm wrestlin with
I toss and twist
til finally I give in
damn...
I hate being addicted
only
you would have predicted
that I'd be told
I'd want
song performed by by LeAnn Rimes from Twisted Angel
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Underjoyed
The doctor released me
a case of underjoyed
No lack of nutrition
something I can't avoid
No mental condition
maybe I'm paranoid
or maybe
maybe
I'm just bored
I'm just damn bored
I'm just damn bored
I'm just damn bored
An old friend convinced me
that he was underjoyed
He never caused friction
his ego he destroyed
He made a decision
He jumped into the void
or maybe
maybe
he's just bored
he's just damn bored
he's just damn bored
he's just damn bored
Drown your fears in alcohol
everybody spills and falls
Choke on every dream you ever had
Drown yourself in alcohol
everybody slips and falls
Choke on every dream you ever had
Keep yourself in 6 degrees
no one ever comforts me
why should they bother
When I'm alone and I'm so damn bored
I am so bored
I am so bored
I am so
NO NO NO NOW
BORED
I am so bored
I am so bored
I'm so damned
that keeps me underjoyed
song performed by by Jack Off Jill from Clear Hearts Grey Flowers
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Lambert Hutchins
I have two monuments besides this granite obelisk:
One, the house I built on the hill,
With its spires, bay windows, and roof of slate;
The other, the lake-front in Chicago,
Where the railroad keeps a switching yard,
With whistling engines and crunching wheels,
And smoke and soot thrown over the city,
And the crash of cars along the boulevard,—
A blot like a hog-pen on the harbor
Of a great metropolis, foul as a sty.
I helped to give this heritage
To generations yet unborn, with my vote
In the House of Representatives,
And the lure of the thing was to be at rest
From the never-ending fright of need,
And to give my daughters gentle breeding,
And a sense of security in life.
But, you see, though I had the mansion house
And traveling passes and local distinction,
I could hear the whispers, whispers, whispers,
Wherever I went, and my daughters grew up
With a look as if someone were about to strike them;
And they married madly, helter-skelter,
Just to get out and have a change.
And what was the whole of the business worth?
Why, it wasn’t worth a damn!
poem by Edgar Lee Masters from Spoon River Anthology
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