The Princess's so-called 'time and space speech' at the end of '93 about a year after the formal separation, looking back on it it's called her retirement from public life but we've seen in fact it's nothing of the kind.
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Hey Now Princess (demo Version)
by Jack Bruce and Pete Brown
Look here Princess
I'm not just here for you
So take off in your new Rolls Royce
I've got things to do
Look here Princess
I gave you everything
But now I want it all back
So I can start some living
Look here Princess
I want to be famous and rich
So I can be empty and bitter like you
Sitting home with nothing to do
Princess look now
I've got 15 women called Sue
20 women called Jane
And I'm sad
Look here Princess
Now I'm singin' this sad song
About a man in a kennel
Who cries all day long
Look here Princess
Don't shut me out for good
But keep me in mind for later
Like I always knew you would
Look here Princess
I'm in a desert now
I don't see no way out
You've got to show me how
Look here now Princess
I've got 15 women called Sue
20 women called Jane
And I'm sad
Look here Princess
I'm not just here for you
So take off in your new Rolls Royce
I've got things to do
Look here Princess
I gave you everything
But now I want it all back
So I can start some living
Look here Princess
I want to be famous and rich
So I can be empty and bitter like you
Sitting home with nothing to do
Princess look now
I've got 15 women called Sue
20 women called Jane
And I'm sad
song performed by by Cream
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My Simple Award
I was informed just lately
That I am among those to be called
Who will be rewarded a service pin?
For having served for twenty five years
An accolade for doing public service
Is quite an honor for being recognized
But like five years ago when I did not
Come up to the stage to receive such
For me it is not important
To receive with any award
For what I do is simply my job
To perform what I was trained for
It makes me sad to learn now
After twenty five years of working
I will be called in front of the public
To accept the fact that soon I have to go
Retirement is a bonus phase in life
Forced to give up work for becoming old
Aging marks that sooner one's life will end
My youth used up for service is my sole bliss
poem by Marvin Brato Sr
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXXX: Story
Story about future is called imagination
Story about past is called memories
Story about present is called reality
Story that becomes true is called prophecy
Story that becomes unfulfilled is called regret
Story that becomes no end is called boasting
Small story is called experience
Epic story is called history
Forgotten story is called lesson
Story that becomes obsession is called ambition
Story that becomes untold is called secret
Story that becomes go its own way is called life
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Thieves Like Us
Ive watched your face for a long time
Its always the same
Ive studied the cracks and the wrinkles
You were always so vain
Well, now you live your life like a shadow
In the pouring rain
Oh, its called love
Yes, its called love
Oh, its called love
And it belongs to us
Oh, it dies so quickly
It grows so slowly
But when it dies, it dies for good
Its called love
And it belongs to everyone but us
Ive lived my life in the valleys
Ive lived my life on the hills
Ive lived my life on alcohol
Ive lived my life on pills
But its called love
And it belongs to us
Its called love
And its the only thing thats worth living for
Its called love
And it belongs to us
Its called love
Yes its called love
Oh, love is found in the east and west
But when love is at home, its the best
Love is the cure for every evil
Love is the air that supports the eagle
Its called love
And its so un-cool
Its called love
And somehow its become unmentionable
Its called love
And it belongs to every one of us
Its called love
And it cuts your life like a broken knife
song performed by by New Order
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This Life Called Mine
This life called mine
Is not under your shadow.
Not under your beck and call.
Not living under that,
Not living it or giving it under that.
This life called mine...
Is exactly what it is.
Mine.
And not yours to say,
When I should put out.
Or when you feel the need to put in!
This life called mine...
I call it a condo.
I own all that which is inside.
And all that is outside of me...
God takes care of.
And I'm not charged a maintainance fee.
And I'm not trying to break my lease...
Either.
Or leave unexpectedly!
At least...
Give me some kind of a 50 year notice.
This life called mine.
And I've become fond,
Of Mother Nature's wholesomeness.
Fine it is,
This life of mine.
Fine it is,
The gloriousness of it.
I'd be out of my mind,
Not to fine the life I love to live...
Fine.
And I thank The Divine.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Star 69
You dont have to take the bar exam to see
What you did is ignoramus 103
Where have I got to hang my hat
You dont have line to me
All this just to be your friend
I was there to tell you
Extortion and arson, petty larceny
I know you called. I know you called. I know you called.
I know you called. I know you called. I know you hung up my line.
Star 69.
I know all about the warehouse fire.
I know squirrelies didnt chew the wire.
Three people have my number, the other two were with me.
I dont stand tall, but Im not your patsy.
This time you have gone too far with me.
I know you called. I know you called. I know you called.
I know you called. I know you called. I know you hung up my line.
Star 69.
Whyd you put your quarter down on me?
This reads like some dark inside edition, hard copy.
I cant be your character witness, I cant be your alibi.
Dont arrange the fbi, here this spy versus spy.
You my friend are guilty as can be.
I know you called. I know you called. I know you called.
I know you called. I know you called. I cant be your alibi.
Star 69.
song performed by by REM
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Road to Success
The road to success is not straight,
There is a curve called FAILURE,
A loop called CONFUSION,
Speed bumps called FRIENDS,
Red light called ENEMIES and
caution lights called FAMILY.
But if you have a spare called
DETERMINATION,
An engine called PERSEVERANCE,
Insurance called FAITH and
A driver called JESUS (GOD, ALLAH, ISHVAR)
You will make it to a place called
SUCCESS
poem by Pratiksha Jain
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Strange Meeting Ii
Deep down in the depths of forgotten dreams
So far away so long ago it seems
The memory comes of a distant beach
Pale sand stretching far from reach
It was then I found my princess of the sand.
As I traced the foam, peebles beneath my feet
I looked behind, I saw this one so sweet
She came to me and I saw in her eyes
The heavy toll of a thousand eyes
I called her my princess of the sand.
She stared at me and my mind was in a maze
As we moved along in a summer sea-dream haze
She moved her mouth but there came no sound
The message she brought can never be found
But I called her my princess of the sand.
One moment we walked with the night breeze in our face
Then I looked, shed gone. of her presence there was no trace
Where she went or came from who can know
Or if shell ever return to help me know
Who she is, my princess of the sand.
Sometime when the summer nights come back
Ill go back to the sea, follow that sandy track
Ill look around, hope to find
That strange young dream, close behind
Ill call her my princess of the sand.
song performed by by Nick Drake
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The Road To Success isn’t As The Crow Flies
The road to success is not as the crow flies
There are derailments and breakdowns
Speed breakers are called uncertainty
Humps are called hurdles of life
Neon signs are called friends to guide you
And consciousness is called Family make you aware of
But if you have a spare wheel called willpower,
A strong engine called firmness,
Car insurance called confidence, and
A car driving skill is called Faith,
I m sure you will drive your car successfully
Towards the road of success
poem by Dr Shamim ali
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Sha La La La La!
[Speech]
Lee Peters: Next number was called "Sha La La La La La."
John: You're joking!
Lee: No?
Paul: La?
Lee: Ah, but, in fact, "Baby It's You."
John: Why don't you do it in your famous James Mason impersonation?
Lee: Ha, ha.
All: All right! Go on, man! Do it in your--
Lee: I thought this next number was called "Sha La La La La La," but, in fact, "Baby It's You."
Paul: Get off! Get off!
John: Ha, ha! Very good!
Lee: Okay.
John: Can you do Mickey Mouse?
Lee: Yes.
Ringo: All ring, sing a song, fellows.
John: Okay, let's go!
song performed by by Beatles
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I Just Called To Say I Love You
No new yearss day
To celebrate
No chocolate covered candy hearts to give away
No first of spring
No song to sing
In fact heres just another ordinary day
No april rain
No flowers bloom
No wedding saturday within the month of june
But what it is
Is something true
Made up of these three words that I must say to you
I just called to say I love you
I just called to say how much I care
I just called to say I love you
And I mean it from the bottom of my heart
No summers high
No warm july
No harvest moon to light one tender august night
No autumn breeze
No falling leaves
No even time for birds to fly to southern skies
No libra sun
No halloween
No giving thanks to all the christmas joy you bring
But what it is
Though old so new
To fill your heart like no three words could ever do.
I just called to say I love you
I just called to say how much I care
I just called to say I love you
And I mean it from the bottom of my heart.
I just called to say I love you
I just called to say how much I care
I just called to say I love you
And I mean it from the bottom of my heart
Of my heart
Of my heart
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Another Wink
Looking out of bed, I slept another wink,
Listening to the speech I delivered the day before.
I went to sleep in that speech,
Twelve people wanted me alive,
And the others saw noon at their shoulders.
A most preposterous time stated the times,
Facts of mere speech decide the outcome -
That deal called life and all of existence.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Names
That bird is called a dove.
It neither knows nor needs to.
That season is called spring.
That planet is called venus.
They neither know nor need to.
They manage better in fact
Without us or any names.
They do not call us anything,
Aware the name of each thing
Is its inward reality and that
Which we are in the end
Is our real name with God.
poem by Yoonoos Peerbocus
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Tucked Away
Well, I saw you once
Then I blew it for the next ten thousand days
I should have flapped away
I needed to come back and show you
I needed to go back
I know its wrong
I laughed to get along
[chorus]
Mama just called
Says shes tucked away
Mama just called
Says shes tucked away another day
Mama just called
Says shes tucked away
Mama just called
Says shes extra sad today
Well, I spent the whole day yesterday
On clichs about love
Making me remember when your pushes became shoves
I wanted to come back and show you
Needed to go back
I know its wrong
I laughed to get along
[chorus]
So whyd you go and play my trust
Todays the same as yesterday, and Im okay
? ? i take the time this weatherman did time again to get along? ?
Since youve been gone
Ill get along anyway at all
Mama just called
Says shes tucked away
Mama just called
Says shes tucked away another day
Mama just called
Says shes tucked away
Mama just called
Says shes tucked away another day
(tucked away)
(tucked away)
(tucked away)
(tucked away)
song performed by by Goo Goo Dolls
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What used to be called liberal is now called radical, what used to be called radical is now called insane, what used to be called reactionary is now called moderate, and what used to be called insane is now called solid conservative thinking.
quote by Tony Kushner
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The Children of God
Intelligence is a divine light
Glowing in all directions…
Whatever torch it holds travels
Throughout space and time
And orbits, a spiritual realm
That transcends all elements
Of our; so called knowledge
So that is why, we are called.
The Children of God!
From germ cell to molecule
From mineral to atom!
All matter and anti-matter
Can never be - destroyed.
So that is why, we are called.
The Children of God!
Whatever collides together?
Is transformed, molded a new.
Each with the energy to energize
A star and cause a core reaction!
In the body of that living star
Alive or dead, that star is you!
So that is why, we are called.
The Children of God!
Your life's end - doesn't supplicate
No new beginnings end:
That is only for the flesh
The Subterranean, diviners climatic
So the rains decent is in order
Of his ascent to look over us
So that is why, we are called.
poem by Mark Heathcote
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A man called DAVE
I am a man, called DAVE
My story is boring
But you will be amazed to find
I am a man called Dave
Ordinary sometimes kind
A man called Dave
I wear a size eight shoe
Never get the blues
Never been done in
Nor comitted a mortal sin
And my childhood was full of grey and rainy days kept in
Monochrome at best but never black or blue
I was never starved or beaten
And I never went to Eton
Or grew up in a town house with a silver spoon
I can be quite erratic
But was never locked in an attic
I was never a fanatic
Apolitical
Never spiritual
Devoid of potent points of view
I am a man called DAVE
You may have seen me on the news
For being boring
And being conventional
A one dimensional
Just like you and you and, (you)
I could have changed name to JOE
Joe Public just like you
But I am Dave a man called Dave
And I'm so extraordinary for being square
Devoid of any point of view
I'm on the telly in the news
Soon to publish 'BORING SNORING'
my life story
Coming to a cinema near you!
Dave MY NAME IS DAVE
MY IDLE HOUR AWAITS
soon to be forgotten
Cos I'm like YOU and YOU and (you)
poem by Yvette Smith
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In The Eyes Of The Beholder
There is no time
Or place
To wait for
Love.
There is no season and
No such place called love's Market or Love's Shopping Mall;
Cause',
Love
Comes and goes
From the blind corner
From
Where you think you see
And you do not.
There is not such thing called cheap or expensive love;
There is only you
And the way you color yourself with
Love.
There is no such thing
Called security
Retirement plan
Pension, or
Funds in love;
Cause',
Love is not for profit or
A political agenda;
But hard labor
Without punch in and
Punch out.
poem by Atef Ayadi
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Angelic Face
I miss you so much. You have gone far from me because you are really angry with me and you want to stay away from me. I love you so much that my heart still beats for you. Your angelic face is so beautiful. Always, you have been my beautiful princess and I have loved you so much that even your hatred towards me, turns in the beautiful feeling called love. This separation may be forever although you still rule the feelings of my heart. You can deactivate me from your life however can you live without me?
poem by Rohit Sapra
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Retirement Rendezvous
Retirement rendezvous
There is a member who is new
Who requires some type of rescue!
Looking back at life’s preview
He has had his kids
Been wise and stupid
Smoked enough weed
Aging exhibits on both eyelids
Retirement rendezvous
No more young dreams to pursue
A time he was young with hope
Goals matured and developed
But time took away that potential scope
Retirement rendezvous
Old age has at last struck for true
Retirement rendezvous
Today he joins the old pensioners’ crew
Stuck in his fresh basement
He scorns retirement at its commencement
With continuous utter resentment
Thinking it is a washed up experiment
Retirement rendezvous
Today, old age seems to be of no value
Retirement rendezvous
A new life and a new official venue
Retirement rendezvous
Some meet at the post office queue
Others meet at the bookies avenue
Leaving only when the night is due
The alarm clock has ceased ringing
The ladies have stopped singing
The bread winner is no longer bringing
To him nothing anymore is inspiring!
Retirement rendezvous
Why is life such a screw?
Retirement rendezvous
Is this a new life for true?
Retirement rendezvous
His thoughts he has to subdue
For him life still continues
Forthwith he looks at life with a new view!
(2007)
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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